My old friends are buried in my mind's cemetery Please just hold my hand while I plan another funeral I'm diggin up graves; holding onto memories All the roads that we once paved; now I search for better days
Better days to come Better days to go on
You were my best friend Now you are no friend I think it's time to go friend Your time has come With out without you I'm dead
Maybe it's just like me to be dead To everyone and all your friends Maybe I'll sit down in my room &Write a song about you
Better days to come Better days to go onTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
