They say a king ain’t a king without his rubies and gold But I know kings with little things and by god does he have it all It’s not in dimes that defines the way a man should show his love Take the time to read between the lines
Because Rome wasn’t built in a day And patience is the only way
This is the age of the lost and the found And now raise a glass to those who choose to live without And don’t need no king for a castle or a ticket to the stars So close your eyes and know how lucky you are So close your eyes and know how lucky you are
Now that we’ve sung and you know you’re not the only one to see behind the truth The ceremonial dispute of love and hate and war and games Before them white horses come galloping, you’re battling Don’t forget to read between the lines
Because Rome wasn’t built in a day And patience is the only way
This is the age of the lost and the found And now raise a glass to those who choose to live without And don’t need no king for a castle or a ticket to the stars So close your eyes and know how lucky you are So close your eyes and know how lucky you are
This is the age, this is the age This is the age, this is the age So close your eyes and know how lucky you areTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
