days of total madness
overloads of sadness
the way, I, start, to, feel
everytime you go, everytime you go
I have been condemned
for my life of sin
so what, else, can, what else can I do
sing my blues for you, sing my blues for you...
and the ticking of the time...
a stolen nursery rhyme...
you finally think it thru...
woman, there was only you
the treasures of the street
I lay them at your feet
and I stare, at, you, I stare at you with awe
wonder of it all, the wonder of it all..
with horses of the moon
I will be leaving you soon
and when I, feel ,when I feel the pain
I will gently speak your name, will gently speak your name
and the ticking of the time...
a stolen nursery rhyme...
you finally think it thru...
woman, there was only you
overloads of sadness
the way, I, start, to, feel
everytime you go, everytime you go
I have been condemned
for my life of sin
so what, else, can, what else can I do
sing my blues for you, sing my blues for you...
and the ticking of the time...
a stolen nursery rhyme...
you finally think it thru...
woman, there was only you
the treasures of the street
I lay them at your feet
and I stare, at, you, I stare at you with awe
wonder of it all, the wonder of it all..
with horses of the moon
I will be leaving you soon
and when I, feel ,when I feel the pain
I will gently speak your name, will gently speak your name
and the ticking of the time...
a stolen nursery rhyme...
you finally think it thru...
woman, there was only you