You always say “Life is hard” so it is Then you disappear in a dust cloud Spinning wheels and yarns We sing a song Then you disappear in a dust cloud And I’m Hanging on Hanging on All the wiser folks are gone And I’m hanging on The news is bad It always was It always will be And when you day you find me in a crowd Say it’s good to see me But my eyes are stinging And it’s hard to breathe For the dust cloud rising And the honeybees Hanging on Hanging on for so long And I’m hanging on Hanging on Hanging onTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
