I'm still standing...............

Back to 1983. Elton John.

A lovely song, lovely lyrics and interesting sound... just heard it a few minutes ago in the taxi that brought me home from a night out and realized how it fit my actual moment. Enjoy fellas! And please check out the outfits of this video ;)

Im still standing

You could never know what it's like, your blood like winter freezes just like ice, and there's a cold lonely light that shines from you. You'll wind up like the wreck you hide behind that mask you use, and did you think this fool could never win. Well look at me, I'm coming back again. I got a taste of love in a simple way and if you need to know while I'm still standing you just fade away.

Don't you know I'm still standing better than I ever did, looking like a true survivor, feeling like a little kid.

I'm still standing after all this time, picking up the pieces of my life without you on my mind. I'm still standing yeah yeah yeah I'm still standing yeah yeah yeah

Once I never could hope to win, you starting down the road leaving me again. The threats you made were meant to cut me down and if our love was just a circus you'd be a clown by now.

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