How cruel the fate that brought me here To dwell with my boredom and sorrow I'd leave today if I could have it my way But I guess I'll just wait for tomorrow
She's lost, I know, so far from home And she don't need a man to defend her I pour a drink to help me think On the terms of my final surrender
Well i turn my eyes from this gilded prize Let my purpose be served by another I wait and I wait and I hope and I pray For the crime that my conscience can't smotherTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
