I made a mistake I should have never tried I took the cake Finished every slice I moved away Still playing off the fights For every day I share our love delight
I stare at the face Looking through my eyes I move at a pace That I cannot survive I'm hauling away I do it all the time Let love age And watch it burn out and die
I woke to the sound of dogs To the sound of distant shots And passing trucks We woke with the mourning sound It's the sound of distant shots And passing trucks We woke with the mourning sound It's the sound of distant shots And passing trucks
I own the faith Could never have denied This isn't a place Where I can even try I'm hauling away I do it all the time Let love age And watch it burn out and die
We woke with the mourning sound It's the sound of distant shots And passing trucks We woke with the mourning sound It's the sound of distant shots And passing trucks We woke with the mourning sound It's the sound of distant shots And passing trucksTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
