Caught in time the king of hearts He laid it on the greenery and broke my heart Like cityscapes and pretty things Like old guitars with broken strings Oh for a day in the sun in this town Drinking with you with our friends all around Oh like a breeze on a hill made of sand All through the night held the world in my hands I know it well tricky hands I heard it on the radio in far off lands Like cityscapes and pretty things Like old guitars with broken strings I love these streets i call my home Though i know them well there are still unknowns Oh for a day in the sun in this town Drinking with you with our friends all around Oh like a breeze on a hill made of sand All through the night held the world in my handsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
