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!