After all this time It starts to feel like years inside
It gets to be just like a day on avalanche These words are a slow romance I don't believe you would say Anything to lead me astray
Three thousand miles from here And nothing helps bring it near
I know you can't understand My empty hands I know it's times like these These things just make you insane
I'm on the front porch with my bags packed And where is my chariot? I don't need golden wings Just something that can make me free
Everything you say It always adds another day We are all soldiers with loaded guns Ready for warTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
