Tip toe through Tireless peace Come and go, Leave your toys and sweets When, if I had a place You could visit me Read fairy tales, play Hide and go seek Cliff faces are far too steep Even though we try to Smile through our teeth This surface is not so deep Although we have our Secrets to keep Tightropes are seldom Too weak Say I’ve lost my shoes or I have cold feet Say stranger how did we meet And who will hear us When we start to speak Our shadows are still Out on the street My skin is still as White as a sheet Our time is short and fleet Empty pockets, trick or treat We all need food to eat Friend or foe we all go to sleep Life away from home is Far from cheap So look long now before you leap So soldier please have a seat You’re only alive while Your own heart beats There will always be Wolves among the sheep But what’s left of the Earth will be ploughed By the meek
Ploughed by the meekTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
