Struttin' around in the pale city light Seeing people passing by No one to trust only strangers around I see shadows born and die
In a corner a lady stands I wonder what's the point She looks nice but in her eyes the loneliness is shown
A victim of the loneliness A psychological process
She walks away I wonder where I have to know the truth In a bar she fades away So tired of the game
Now I know she has lost her love She didn't want to stay Maybe the thing that happened was best She's no longer on her own
In a backyard her body rests Her spirit has flown away No one to trust only strangers around I see shadows born and die
A victim of the loneliness A psychological processTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
