That ain't a hole, it's a furnace, in need of some matches I can't believe how long you lived with magnificent sadness When so much pain's in the heart it don't seem real Hard to believe that good can come out of something so evil
Never too young to feel Takes a while to heal Never too young to feel Trouble happens to the rich and the poor To the prude or the downright whore No need to know what for Pain's nothing less than inevitable
Once he realizes it's his choice And he could walk out, tell us of the boys And the normal house He started hanging with the rebel crowd And he learned to walk proud With the sun in his laughing mouth
Never too young to feel Takes a while to heal Never too young to feel Trouble happens to the rich and the poor To the prude or the downright whore No need to know what for Pain's nothing less than inevitable The young or old don't need to know what for
He feels the courage build Like the sunrise upon the hill Showing hope and he can Someday understandTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
