Les paroles de la chanson
« Love the things you hate »
Steve Lukather
Does it matter if it works out as planned.
When the author is the pen in your hand.
When your mind does what you don’t understand.
Remember that a sentiment changes every day.
As every sun leaves shadows,
arrows pointing every way.
Hey, look around, this is you.
Don’t you worry ’cos it’s fine to be confused.
When you’re questioning your fate.
In time, you will see.
All that makes you who you are, will become so clear to you.
And don’t you love the things you hate.
Life will give its gift if we don’t hesitate.
Some see the paper, then throw the present away.
If you feel you’re dying and the clock just makes you wait.
Time may find us in tomorrow looking for today.
Hey look around, this is you.
Don’t you worry ’cos it’s fine to be confused.
When you’re questioning your fate.
In time, you will see.
All that makes you who you are, will become so clear to you.
You should love the things you hate.
When the author is the pen in your hand.
When your mind does what you don’t understand.
Remember that a sentiment changes every day.
As every sun leaves shadows,
arrows pointing every way.
Hey, look around, this is you.
Don’t you worry ’cos it’s fine to be confused.
When you’re questioning your fate.
In time, you will see.
All that makes you who you are, will become so clear to you.
And don’t you love the things you hate.
Life will give its gift if we don’t hesitate.
Some see the paper, then throw the present away.
If you feel you’re dying and the clock just makes you wait.
Time may find us in tomorrow looking for today.
Hey look around, this is you.
Don’t you worry ’cos it’s fine to be confused.
When you’re questioning your fate.
In time, you will see.
All that makes you who you are, will become so clear to you.
You should love the things you hate.
