Why the hell are we waiting In this living hell? The pain, the fear, the contemplating Drowned in a wishing well
What you do, is suffocating Madness in your head Tell me why, in God’s own making Our only love is dead
My dreams befall to ashes, too late to pray Lord guide his way Our loss upon us lashes, let’s run away He’ll come by day
Heed my words, believe me tonight Our son shall return by the morning light
No… Cause our homes are filled with hearts that ache to the sounds of funeral bells You begged, you cried, you’re agitating Say what’s left to tell
My dreams befall to ashes, too late to pray Lord guide his way Our loss upon us lashes, let’s run away
Heed my words, believe me tonight Our son shall return by the morning light
He is gone He is lost Free yourself from the grip of madnessTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
