Sitting outside with a drink in my hand
The sun it is shining and I have a band
I guess I should be on the top of the clouds
But something is holding me down on the ground

Remember the things that you wanted to do
But I never trusted your love, such a fool
Always that question repeating itself
When will she leave and fly out of my spell

You finally came to your senses and left
And I was alone with my bad confidence
So now I sit here with a drink in my hand
Tryin´ to feel happy for having a band

What I think the best thing for me to do
Is leave this planet and bring all my blues
I don't want to pass it to all of my loved
I don't want to burden them more than I should

A couple is sitting ten feet to my right
Laughing and talking without a doubt
I know I will never be there again
I guess I should focus it all on my band