The beads of sweat, they start to boil The hail marys, consider them said He grips the line, with all his might With this foe, it's time to fight He knew the odds, he heard the laughter A looking glass, a test of his pride His aging years, his fall of status He comes to terms, and here stands
The old man in the sea, fought so endlessly Eventually he conquered thee
Success, he paid his dues He said his prayers, life's not fair His dreams will come true He grips the line You can't bring him down His faith was true Consider them said Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |