Five years, five years will [?] With no trace, angry and trouble [?] Wishing when I know that nothing's true I turned to you and I knew
Nine years, nine years will turn my spirit cold And I'll know, I'll know what life my years will hold Feeling like I've lost all I know I turned to you and I knew
But when I awake, I feel the cold I've not too many years, but growing old Sighing like a man who's seen too much Like he's lost his touch Like a man who's seen too much
Tonight I'll sit here waiting just the same No one but my ragged self to blame Smiling when I see what [?] I turned to you and I knew
But when I awake, I feel the cold I've not too many years, but growing old Sighing like a man who's seen too much Like he's lost his touch Like a man who's seen too muchTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.