Lord, won't you kiss them goodbye for me Hold ceremonies and candles in the breeze And sing a song for them Turn your cheek to face the stars Stop my throat from making noise Hold me close when it gets dark
Lord, it's getting dark Stop the clocks and raise your glass Stop your pissing in the wind It's dark outside again
Lord, won't you sing a song for the living A melody of angels sweet enough to swim in And all hearts that are broken Will tune in to the song of them And all eyes, they will be held open Looking up to heaven
Lord, it's getting dark Stop the clocks and raise your glass Stop your pissing in the wind It's dark outside againTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
