Is it true? You've been dreaming of it Violent frames In a strange yet familiar place You might find something swimming in your head Like a word that's left unsaid Just a thought lost to the wind
So you stop and you think about it What could have been of it? Chance is just a loser's game All these things that have come and gone with All of those silly songs and All of the things we used to say
You might find that to love and lose is worth More than you can use and hurt Just a preacher to the maimed But this ball keeps on spinning for us all Wipe those tears and stand up tall You will learn to love againTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
