M a n   O n   t h e   B e n c h

( A l e s s a n d r o   R a g a z z o n )


He’s the man on the bench
The one who’s hoping is not over
Day and night he just sits there
Trying to move closer to her
But there is no use in trying
There’s no reasons to say
That the things might just get better
That her love don’t fade away

He’s the man on the bench
The one who forgets to smile
And is loosing his peace
And is loosing his mind
’Cause the time is passing slowly
And the night it never ends
He just lives on the illusion
Of another broken dream

He’s the man on the bench
And he couldn’t believe his eyes
She is walking to him
She’s in love and she smiles
But the wind is blowing colder
And he wakes up from his sleep
Still alone in that same old place
Life is mean, what do you think?