The Chair
When our dreams were real
when our hopes were the last
you could wait for a long time
you could wait for the rime
but not, you waited for your chair
How many stories could you tell
You made forget worries
You made people feel well
The chair was a symbol of power and authority
Oh my chair
someone is looking for you
someone is desiring you
and you'll always be there
For many centuries
you were a symbol of, dignity
from Egypt to Europe
we found you, with authority
how many stories could you tell
You made forget worries
You made people feel well
Oh my chair
someone is looking for you
How many stories could you tell
How many worries, could you made forget
How many people could you made feel well
How much time, do I have to wait?
Oh my chair
someone is looking for you
someone is desiring you
and you'll always be there
and you'll always be there
and you'll always be there
Oh my chair
Autor(es): Mireia Vilalta