When you feel so far away Though you're close to everything And the feeling of estrangement's Creeping up on spider's legs Even in these days of wonder Even in the age of faith There are some who goin' under There are some who got it made In the middle of the night When the last of god has died And the only thing you've got Is the tictoc of the clock I'm here by your side In these days full of wonder So you passed so many years In a labyrinth of traces Running round and round they led To no one but yourself...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
