ANATOLY:

Who needs a dream? Who needs ambition?
Who'd be the fool in my position?
Once I had dreams, now they're obsessions
Hopes became needs, lovers possessions.

Then they move in, oh so discreetly
Slowly at first, smiling too sweetly
I opened doors, they walked right through them
Called me their friend, I hardly knew them.

Now I'm where I want to be and who I want to be and doing what I always said I would and yet I feel I haven't won at all.
 [bad word] for my life and never looking back in case there's
someone right behind to shoot me down and say he always knew I'd fall.

When the crazy wheel slows down
Where will I be? Back where I started.

Don't get me wrong, I'm [bad word] 
Times have been good, fast, entertaining
But what's the point if I'm concealing
Not only love, all other feeling.

Now I'm where I want to be and who I want to be and doing what I always said I would and yet I feel I haven't won at all.
 [bad word] for my life and never looking back in case there's
someone right behind to shoot me down and say he always knew I'd fall.

When the crazy wheel slows down
Where will I be? Back where I started.