Whistling through the summer time School can whistle for my return I've got plans and I've got schemes To live and I've got love to burn The girl I've got, she laughs a lot She asks me what I mean I paint the perfect pciture... The deathbed of my dreams
Rocking rolling riding We fell down the stairs Found a note in her picture book "the deathbed of despair" Where's my girl? Where did she go? I could not foresee Seems so in the distance now The deathbed of my dreams
To know what's right To know what's real Is simple if you're willing To live and to die a man Is just the same as living
The Autumn wind brings me no chill I lean towards its warm embrace The road it lies before us now It runs beyond what's dealt by fate My wife she comes and holds me near She looks at me and beams I close my eyes and I reprise The deathbed of my dreamsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
