Tytuł: Young ones

• Wykonawca: Ray Wilson
• Wyświetleń: 318

No time to break the fall, we run before we crawl
   No pill will ease your mind
   Just a little bit would make a difference
   No words can describe just how much, does it take
   To make sense of it, before the young ones grow old
   And all wave goodbye
   They've taken down the wall, so the young ones can taste freedom
   And the others have a reason to live
   You kill me with your lies
   Just a little bit would make a difference
   No words can describe just how much, does it take
   To make sense of it, before the young ones grow old
   And all wave goodbye, all wave goodbye
   There's no where to run to, I can't get inside
   Your tortured mind
   Is wasting away
   Just a little bit, just a little bit would make a difference
   No words can describe just how much, does it take
   To make sense of it, before the young ones grow old
   And all wave goodbye, all wave goodbye, all wave goodbye
   Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye
   All wave goodbye, goodbye