Little girls and little boys often cry over broken toys But tears which fall like gentle rain wash away the hurt and pain
Little girls and little boys when they grow older change their toys They learn that life's a hurting game but never know who's to blame
No more a child is the saddest line ever written in the sands of time No matter how heavy the tide of tears no more can they wash away the fears
Pretty women grown off men try but can't go back again And they're lost like all the toys they had as little girls and boys (Everything's lost like all the toys) they had as little girls and boysTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
