Текст песни Let the Chips Fall (Where They May) - Damian Lynn

I′m sitting at the window with my arms on my knees
I open the french door and I feel the breeze
I've seen better times I′m not looking my best
I'm faking a smile even though I'm depressed
Reflecting to much about do these and such
I drown in my own tears I guess I need a cruch
I start to wonder why the birds do not sing
I try to stand up but I can feel the sting
But I take a trip down Memory Lane
And you come along with me and I think you can feel the same
You′re holding my hand and you never let go
Can you see that the earth′s getting smaller below us
As we fall for each other and I really don't bother
About what they say ′cause I will find my way
Don't be down in the mount remain truth to yourself
Do not let it get you down let the chips fall where they may
Don′t be down in the mount remain truth to yourself
Do not let it get you down let the chips fall where they may
Let some fall where they may
You complain of hard times you complain about life
Your friends let you down as you try to revive
You can't see the bright side or you paint it in black
You don′t wanna stay but you wanna go back
But I take a trip down Memory Lane
And you come along with me and I think you can feel the same
You're holding my hand and you never let go
Can you see that the earth's getting smaller below us
As we fall for each other and I really don′t bother
About what they say ′cause I will find my way
Don't be down in the mount remain truth to yourself
Do not let it get you down let the chips fall where they may
Don′t be down in the mount remain truth to yourself
Do not let it get you down let the chips fall where they may
Let some fall where they may