Tell me, tell me they got the wrong man And they dealt me somebody else's hand I was sitting right here five years ago Tell me that it won't be five years more
I once looked everyone in the eye Had my feet on the floor and my head in the sky I listened when they spoke, now I could care less Except when they whisper how I'm such a mess
[Chorus:] Well I've got no where to run, but the night has just begun And I know it's going to end somewhere Lay my head in some strange place, same look upon my face Another wasted night alone Trying to turn this bottle into gold
Tell me, tell me your a drifter too It would ease my mind if we wore the same shoes Cuz you would know how hard it is to just sit here And watch them all fly by year after year
[Chorus x2]
Please give me something more to hold Turn this bottle into gold
Oh tell me, tell me they got the wrong man And they dealt me somebody else's hand...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
