Paroles de Life Of An Extra
Feet hanging over the edgeWatching as movie scenes unfold in frames
Is it all in my head?
Or is everyone three steps ahead?
Promenading, now I'm so sick of asking why
Is it them and not me?
Feels like the the main part
Of a story, I'll never be
Am I destined to see
The life of an extra
Just weaving through another's romanticised life?
Would that be justified?
Everyone seems to be dancing in pairs
And floating around with their hearts in the air
Unfolding fairy tales every night
But for now I'll sit back and watch these moments take flight
Lights on the riverside shine over wine
With laughter and jokes and handholding and smiles
Maybe one day I will know what that's like
To be the main part of a romanticised life
Balcony room with a view
Seeing the sights all alone without someone to
Share my thoughts to Feels like a main character's
Someone I'll never be
Am I destined to see
The life of an extra
Just weaving through another's romanticised life?
Would that be justified?
Everyone seems to be dancing in pairs
And floating around with their hearts in the air
Unfolding fairy tales every night
But for now I'll sit back and watch these moments take flight
Lights on the riverside shine over wine
With laughter and jokes and handholding and smiles
Someday I just want to know what that's like
To be the main part of a romanticised life
Feels like the the main part
Of a story, I'll never be
Am I destined to see
The life of an extra
Just weaving through another's romanticised life?
Would that be justified?
Everyone seems to be dancing in pairs
And floating around with their hearts in the air
Unfolding fairy tales every night
But for now I'll sit back and watch these moments take flight
Lights on the riverside shine over wine
With laughter and jokes and handholding and smiles
Maybe one day I will know what that's like
To be the main part of a romanticised life
Balcony room with a view
Seeing the sights all alone without someone to
Share my thoughts to Feels like a main character's
Someone I'll never be
Am I destined to see
The life of an extra
Just weaving through another's romanticised life?
Would that be justified?
Everyone seems to be dancing in pairs
And floating around with their hearts in the air
Unfolding fairy tales every night
But for now I'll sit back and watch these moments take flight
Lights on the riverside shine over wine
With laughter and jokes and handholding and smiles
Someday I just want to know what that's like
To be the main part of a romanticised life
