We've run out of reason Losing sight of what it's supposed to be A part time believer, till truth We've somehow conceded this self-evasive solitude It means way too much to me
And I hope you know, how lucky you are
And I remember sitting back on my balcony I was'a listening to the Rolling Stones See I was waiting for my dad to come home from work So I could show him all the chords that I'd learnt See I was under the impression I was gonna lead Some kind of simple understated life But now I'm living in the shadows of a memory And I hope so, man I hope so
[Whistling]
It's been way too long It seems that I can't celebrate my meaning For I am too young to mourn And if it won't release It pulls and it pushes me Til I whither, til I whither, til I whither
And I hope you know, how lucky you are
Oh I remember sitting back on my balcony I was'a listening to the Rolling Stones See I was waiting for my dad to come home from work So I could show him all the chords that I'd learnt See I was under the impression I was gonna lead Some kind of simple understated life But now I'm living in the shadows of a memory And I hope so, man I hope so
Oh you dare, You run like a lion To defend your senses And oh it seems It cuts at the core It's not the same my friend no more Oh no
[Whistling]Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
