All I could do stand and stare As cold eternity hung in the country air My words softly fading out Sometime strange things can happen
Through endless rooms we walk Masters of smallest talk Just trying to find Somewhere to lay down
Battered and thin on the street The road of glory sure is hard upon the feet Punch the code on the door See your name on the floor Meet your problems tomorrow
Through endless rooms we walk Masters of smallest talk Just trying to find Somewhere to lay down
Each residence in decay And it's dark through the shades You could takе them off Inside
Through endlеss rooms we walk Through endless rooms we walk Through endless rooms we walk Just trying to find Somewhere to lay downTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
