Letras:
Bacalov

(Instrumental)

: For people like you, there is no such thing as an early grave. Your wanted to gut my dreams til I was empty, and show everyone my remains. "and

: For every child that has been born there is a chance to shine, And everyone can have a dream until the end of time, So live for every moment as the

: In ages past when spells were cast In a time of men in steel When a man was taught no special thing It was all done by feel So listen, so learn, so

: Did you read the morning paper Did you see the front headline Did you read the morning paper Baby let me lend you mine There on the front page was

: Elle voyage sans toucher terre L?herbe et les arbres la saluent quand elle s?endort Moi, j?ai trouve ses souliers de vair Et je la suis en courant

: (one, two, three, four) Found myself out on a limb But I'm happier than I've ever been But this guitar can't keep from crying Learned to get up when

: My baby, ooh You know I love you My baby, ooh You know I love you I won't say it's forever Right now while we're together You're my baby, ooh You

: Wise man, you won't be To follow the like of me In this world made of stone Such a long way to go We may disagree We all have the right to be In this