.... Game without limits Toše Proeski If only I could wake up In the world of love Without old debts and these freaks That they followed me all the time If only I could kiss you No bad memories of cold springs Without the image of suffering Which really stick to us Because my life is a game without limits Tired story, tearing pages On which nothing is written Because my life is an eternal fall When I add up the defeats, there is nothing left I'm just still picking up habits That's all there is to it If only I could wake you up I'll make you some coffee Bring to bed So kiss you But that does not exist If only they could fall in love In a small village In some glade Up in space So I can't see down there Because my life is a game without limits A tired story, tearing up... #muzyka