When the time comes put my feet in the water it's not as warm as I expect will I go down like a preachers son? will I come back up like a world war vet? will I watch my brothers die? speak true words into their lives? will I hold them close and tell them why the life they led was sacrifice
I don't know much but I know about love and how it hurts me to give up it hurts me to give up
when the time comes put my hands on the table they are examined for what they are a long life line that�s been cut short by the road, the time, the battle scars what I would give to be back home where the sunsets over the water someone save me from these preachers sons save me from their daughters
still I don't know much but but I know about love and how it hurts me to give up it hurts me to give up
why do we always say we're fine when it's obvious we lie why don't we ever tell the truth what do we got to lose? and I don't know much but I know about love and how it hurts me to give up it hurts me to give up and I don't know much but I know about love and hot it hurts me to give up it hurts me to give upTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.