There will be no consolation prize This time the bone is broken clean No baptism, no reprise and no sweet taste of victory All the stars have fallen from the sky And everything else in between Satellites have closed their eyes The moon has gone to sleep Unloved... unloved... unloved... unloved...
Here I am inside a hotel Choking on a million words I said Cigarettes have burned a hole And dreams are drunk and penniless Here I am inside my father's arms All jagged bone and whisky dry Whisper to me sweetly now and tell me I will never die Unloved... unloved... unloved... unloved
Here I am an empty hallway Broken window, rainy night I am nineteen sixty-two and I am ready for a fight People crying hallelujah While the bullet leaves the gun People falling, falling, falling And I don't know where they're falling from Unloved... unloved... unloved... unloved
Hoping that the kindness will lead us Past the blindnes and Not another living soul Will ever have to feel Unloved... unloved... unloved... unloved Unloved... unloved...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
