Memories of all good times
And an oldschool sailor tat
That all whats left
(all whats left)
No family no friends no home
No stories to be told
Thats all whats left
All whats left
(all whats left)
Stars are waiting for you x2
A tear is dropping down the old mans cheek
As he sitting on the bench under the rain whooa
(nothings left)
His wife has died a month ago in sufferings and pain
So where's the truth?
Who to blame?
No matter how grey your life seems
And no matter how hard sometimes it is
Keep it real till your last f**ing breath
And when your soul leaves your sinful body
Stars are waiting for it
Remember stars are waiting!