Born in a field And made to attack I look at the skies And never wear black
I seem a bit old But I'm not too young The child inside me Is showing it's tongue
Worry I don't No matter how strange It's only a game Of minimum range
I carry my coat I carry yours too I hold on your hand I know we are through
Minutes from now A day like today You won't feel a thing The sun and the rain
Don't ask about me I know it's a trick Your shadow moves fast I can't see your feet
Burn on the sun Fly on the moon Take out your gun Shoot me as soon as
I walk away Faster than you Running to find Something to do
Born in a field And made to attack I look at the skies And never wear black
I seem a bit old But I'm not too young The child inside me Is showing it's tongue
I was made to attack I was I was made to attack I was I was made to attack I was I was made to attack I wasTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
