Lisbon

Every night I say a prayer
Look at me: Nobody cares
Just a mirror, passing by
Looked inside
I've lost my pride

Stay with me not for so long
It's alright: No needs, no hope
Such a miracle
Looking back
Times gone by

And life wasn't bad
Lord, light my way
Fill these withered
Careless hands

Oh, skies are falling down
Skies are falling down
Oh, skies are falling down
Skied are falling down

See, the birds are back
At the docks and everywhere
Here in Lisbon, realized
This whole world
So strange and divine

Lord, light my way
Fill these withered
Careless hands

Oh, skies are falling down
Skies are falling down
Oh, skies are falling down
Skied are falling down