Mother, don't you cry I am walking alone again Father tell me why My hair is short again
In a quiet room From a different century On an empty page I reveal a memory
I, I am going back The night is dark Tell her she's fine Drink a bit of wine Behind the pines
Playing with the stones I found in the northern yard Running from the dogs To find a new place to hide
In a quiet room From a different century On an empty page I reveal a memory
I, I am going back The night is dark Tell her she's fine Drink a bit of wine Behind the pines I, I am going back The night is dark Tell her she's fine Drink a bit of wine Behind the pines
I, I am going back The night is dark Tell her she's fine Drink a bit of wine Behind the pines I, I am going back The night is dark Tell her she's fine Drink a bit of wine Behind the pinesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
