Текст песни Nebo7 - о случайностях, тепле и планах на жизнь

someday we'll meet by chance
wind drives on tratuary vytsvevshie leaves
the sun burns the last rays
I so often dreaming
did not recognize each other
how are you parents , husband, son, cat ?
cafes here , if you go around the corner ,
it's my dreams ...
tell me where visited during this time
In my 20 years nekchemnyh ..
problemy..po evenings pressure
cat wives syn..chto you? no no ..
I am in so many places where wanted to be with you visited
all the songs which they sang , one quail
so do not ask how are you,
my business here still do not find ..
in so many subway cars , izzhidaya ,
watching other people's stories
and drunk me in silence
do not measure liter
millions of pages flipped ,
but always found one ..
it is unlikely that there is a place for me ,
and that my place -bottom ..
as I caressed the hands of others ,
never touching lips
and about how beautiful Moscow
about how my friend died
both fired from his job
as a cat shot with birch
that always wanted to know whether the hurt
stake from his beloved roses ..
all very boring , very bezinteresnom
such that nowhere and does not slip
thought that I lost
I was always there ,
just now dela..rabota ..
going out to meet 5
but it was not up to us
and now tak..sluchayno ..
who would have thought at all
you pour yourself another cup of tea ,
I want to hear your feelings