| I am not the father of 2.3 | |
| And I am still burning to be free | |
| No more time, no long you drag my way | |
| Through the numbered hours at the end of the day | |
| What's become of you? What's become of me? | |
| I swore we never belonged to not be in love | |
| What's become of you? What's become of me? | |
| Our faces said, it's so hard, start turning to stone | |
| One by, one by one | |
| Each like the other | |
| And I do not dream of drifting away | |
| In a boat that we made with our heart and mind | |
| And I do not mean, did he show the tie? | |
| To leave me astray in the land where dreams die | |
| Work a day out, work a day in | |
| It's been this way for as long as we can recall | |
| Work a day in, work a day out | |
| Gone are the days when we wonder what we come here for | |
| One by, one by one we come | |
| One by, one by one | |
| We go each like the other one | |
| We come, each like the other one | |
| We come, each like the other one | |
| Each like the other one | |
| Each like the other one | |
| One by, one by one we come | |
| One by, one by | |
| We go each like the other one | |
| One by, one by one we come | |
| One by, one by one | |
| We go each like the other one | |
| One by, one by one, we have come | |
| One by, one by one | |
| We go each like the other one |