Seven odd years and I’m resting my head down Seven odd years that can’t be turned around Seven odd years and I don’t know where to go I’m still roaming in your woods I’m still guessing why I never could
Seven odd years and I must be going blind Seven odd years hang heavy on my mind Like the rolling of my tears and the dream where the heart never fears where the heart never fears
Seven odd years and I must be going blind Seven odd years and time is on my mind And the fire beneath the stone, where your head lies my heart often goes Oh the heart often goes Oh the heart often goes To your life and to your flame and the ghost is crowded Like the game I’m playing
Seven odd years and I’m living in the past Seven odd years and time is fading fast See the writing of your youth see the whole and the whole cuts right through Oh cuts right through
And I just can’t go on The road I’m taking and the bond I’m breaking anymore
Seven odd years and meet me down the line Seven odd years and you’d think I’d be doing fine But I’m still roaming in your woods I’m still guessing why I never had anything the way I shouldTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
