You tore a button, off my favourite shirt Another thing that I've lost, to you
Where did you stay last night? You didn't come home I'm spending all of my time, waiting for your call
You're making me older You're making me ill You're making me older You're making me ill
The bottles are empty, in the cabinet I noticed my first grey hair, today Why do we still do this, when we're both still young Putting each other down, when we need to climb
You're making me older You're making me ill You're making me older You're making me illTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
