Tomorrow my friends will come
We will eat, drink, and talk about our lives
Someone will bring white orchids
Someone will say: "Life is beautiful".
Yes, life is beautiful, and it is...

And I, and I will mask my pain
I will drink, and I will laugh
I will sing into my crystal glass
And hope that my voice will cover up this sadness

That's how our world is...
We drink to the company we keep
We joke, we laugh
And when the lights go out - we dream of dying
Sweet dreams, sweet dreams of dying

I love them all
My confidants
My closest friends
But they will never understand
My life is hanging by a thread
And I am waiting for an end

Dinner is almost over
Fall is right around the corner
We will shake and hug
And wish each other health and luck
And we will go our separate ways
But our lives will stay the same
For we all have our parts to play
In this life --- I call charade