Sometimes we laugh, sometimes we cry
Sometimes we love, sometimes we hate
As passions can rule our every move
But life is life how can we disapprove
We want so much, we want so little
But do we really know our paths
Don’t passions often take our hand
And never let us take a stand
So, life is strange, we think it’s ours
We believe we are in control
We ignore passions to our cost
And then find our way is lost.