Did I judge this wrong? But you had it all You had it all
A gift of the gods In your city of gold And you'll piss it all You had it all
And what drags the rope You know or you don't You had it all
Gone, gone, gone, gone Going, going, gone
The day you moved off The whole village mourned Love's no kind of joke Or something small
And where will you go? There's things you don't know Fingers tearing your clothes Baby ungrown, you had it all
Gone, gone, gone, gone Going, going, gone
And suffering alone Your bowl emptied out All your secrets known I welcome your call These walls don't fallTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
