Here's to all the people
who pass us in the street
we're nothing to each other,
except for that moment, brief.
Here's to all the plans,
the schemes and the dreams
that are just as fun to live,
as they were to conceive.
Here's to nostalgia
and everything we've learnt,
for all the things we tried and failed
for all the trust we earned.
Here's to the days
the ones when we fear the worst
we slap ourselves and carry on
keeping the hunger, keep the thirst.
Here's to that feeling
that we're travelling the right road
or when we know such joy,
and feel ready to explode.
And of course, It's come the time, to say
I'd like to take this chance,
"Here's to you, and you alone
and so, tonight, we dance."