Can't hear myself think through the crashing of the rain I'm passing judgement in the fast lane And smoothing out a rough stone Guess it comes with age You start to wonder about the time theft How much of it you got left Comes in with the age now
When the dreams run dry I will be where I always was Standing at your side Letting go of the reins We're all going to die
When they're closing up the door Nobody wishing that they weren't more Don't bother with your suitcase We'll beat the birds down to Acapulco Bay Oh, Honolulu on hearsay, running at our own pace And I'll be on your side when the dreams run dry
When the dreams run dry I will be where I always was Standing at your side Letting go of the reins
Reach for the summit Of an ancient design On the verge of eternal On the heels of divine If you stumble and fall (If you stumble and fall) If the way can't be found (If the way can't be found) We'll just follow the moon to the stars, to the sun, to the ground And around, and around, and around In the light, in the heat, through the folds, and the bends And again, and again, and again To the moon to the stars, to the sun, to the ground And around, and around, and around In the light, in the heat, through the folds, and the bends And again, and again, and againTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
