Though I preach to the choir I'm so lonely, lonely, lonely Though I walk on the wire I'm just holy, holy, holy Hangin' on to the promise of you
Though I run through the fire I get colder, colder, colder I'm not green, I'm not retired I'm just older, older, older And I'm just the fray around the promise of you
So many times I thought of hangin' it up So many shots but they were never enough And so many nights I thought of hangin' it up
Every note that I write I get closer, closer, closer To the end of the night Then I'm over, over, over And I lay my head on the promise of youTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
