How do you pack up a memory You cant put it in a sack Those sweet times shared You cant send them back Still through the dark They refuse not to glow I'm having to face it, Those bygones wont go How does a heart go on breaking After its broke
There's no joy in mine now Only night like a cloak I wish I was the wind With somewhere to blow I'm having to face it, I can't find a place where Those bygones wont go
I sang the songs of the poet That describe the way the way I feel But they were only make believe This ones all too real How does go on breaking I don't know
I'm having to face it, Those bygones won't go Those bygones won't go, Those bygones won't go, Those bygones won't goTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
