Impulsia

When the broken-hearted walking down the street
Trying to avoid the people that he always meets
So the road is going in a different way
Pretending to be strong and survive another day
Too many seas to cross, too many roads to follow
I don't know now where to run and hide
So many broken hearts, so many lives in sorrow
and I know they'll still be there tomorrow
Why the better stories ended up in pain
No one really seems to and try to understand
Now the road is turning could it be my way
I'm trying to be strong and just make it through the day
There are so many people
So many people on their own
There are so many people
So many people on their own