A baby, blue eyed Innocent and pure Lullabies and fairytales In a world, obscure
Seen from the cradle So simple it must seen Easy come, easy go Just like a wishful dream
FROM THE CRADLE TO THE GRAVE Hangin' on to faith, enslaved
26 years later A young man full of sin Unemployed and sick and tired Of whistling down the wind
A situation Self inflicted, yet self contained And the needle temptes Knowing life has gone down the drain
FROM THE CRADLE TO THE GRAVE Hangin' on to hope, enslaved FROM THE CRADLE TO THE GRAVE Living a lie, just like a slave
Life has made me realize, it's lost
Then as a old man When death is closing in Looking back All I'll see is misery and sin
Trapped in this wheelchair Shivering with fear Deeds of dementia The grave is all too near
FROM THE CRADLE TO THE GRAVE Lived my life just like a slave FROM THE CRADLE TO THE GRAVE Misery until the endeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
