They won't know who we are So we both can pretend It's written on the mountains A line that never ends
As the devil spoke we spilled out on the floor And the pieces broke and the people wanted more And the rugged wheel is turning another round
Dorian, carry on, Will you come along to the end Will you ever let us carry on
Swaying like the children, Singled out for praise The inside out on the open, With the straightest face
As the sad - eyed woman spoke we missed our chance, The final dying joke caught in our hands And the rugged wheel is turning another round
Dorian, carry on, Will you come along to the end Will you ever let us carry on
Dorian, carry on Will you come along to the end Will you ever let us carry on Dorian, will you follow us downTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
