It was the dead of night in late July Thunder crack made the angels cry Waters came and washed away all my Fears, they had the final say. So, I took My love to the water's edge. Took my Love to the final pledge She said "Sorry Son, I've had enough. This livin' on a Prayer is just livin' bad luck." And "bye-bye"....And the Red River took my love Far away from me. Sweet Angeline Turned and walked away into the night Into the water's way. She got caught up In that river's flow. It took her down- Down and it never let go. You talk about Love like its a lastin' thing. Gold Promises, in a wedding ring, we swore Love, in a lastin' vow, but that just don't Seem to matter much nowTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
