Does he know All my woes? He watches from above In his time a sickly mind And sick I understand
Took the car and closed the door Turned on the heat With a bullet in his hand Goodbye, baby
All his doubts, fears and clouds Infect me more with time And why I chose to never grow Is mine
Now you know what you could do Make the angels watch with you When my time comes Take the road to you
Just he knows Strange things grow To please my tired mind Now his eyes become my eyesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.