Where do all the lovers meet with one another In an effort to uncover what has happened to their salad days? Despite ones on the corner, dream of something warmer A semblance of our old ways, what has happened to our handmade days?
Oh no Oh no Oh no
We can pull a map out detailing the direct route Young ones grow anxious to proclaim their advances to the fray If we don't wake up and the truth never comes up You will never have our old lane, you will never have a right of way
Oh no [x8] Hey-oh! Oh no [x8] Hey-oh! Oh no
Where do all the lovers meet with one another In an effort to uncover what has happened to the silent days? Despite ones on the corner, dream of something warmer A semblance of our old ways, what has happened to our handmade days?
Oh no [x4] Hey! Oh no [x4] Hey-oh! Hey-oh!
And won't you show us where your heart is?Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
