I feel it coming on again. The sadness, the tears. I feel it coming on again. My demons, my fears
As my face grows old my blood runs cold and the years of my youth turn to gold.
Turn my friends into gold You'll never understand How can I be so cold Your heart is in my hand
Turn my friends into gold You'll never understand How can I be so cold Your heart is in my hand
I feel it coming on again. The pain, the sorrow I feel it coming on again. be dead by tomorrow
As my face grows old my blood runs cold and the years of my youth turn to gold.
Turn my friends into gold You'll never understand How can I be so cold Your heart is in my hand
Turn my friends into gold You'll never understand How can I be so cold Your heart is in my handTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.