Here's the end of the road AN old people's home Longtime they will roam And will die alone They call up the past and the memories They talk 'bout their children, Then from their eyes some tears
Sometimes some of them die In this world of lie And the time goes by Till the next cry Everyday they are waiting for someone But nobody ever comes, They're forgotten by everyone
They're waiting for death, Only aim to their life There's nothing else to hope They're waiting for death... They're waiting for death, Death is waitin' for them Watching for the last breath They're waiting for deathTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
