Stealing Green
Stealing Green - Sparks songtekst
Je score:
Sitting here Driving home Johnny Cash on the radio Teaching me about lessons in life that I don't really want to know Like no matter how young and vibrant you were There's lessons learned and a jar of hurt And you can't even play your own guitar And the dreams you held Mountains you felled Time will still change And you can't do a thing, no no... Ohh... Sometimes I sit and I prophesise my death I'm a wealthier man but I'm shorter of breath In thrall to the gods I'm in awe of the plan And the tears of redemption At the love that I'd banned Yes, my soul is growing old What happens now my sparks won't fly? Yes, my soul is growing old What happens now my well runs dry? There's no use calling out my name I'm sorry, you're on your own There's no use calling out my name I'm sorry, you're on your own There's no use calling out my name I'm sorry, you're on your own Yes, my soul is growing old What happens now my sparks won't fly? Yes, my soul is growing old What happens now my well runs dry? (solo) Yes, my soul is growing old What happens now my sparks won't fly? Yes, my soul is growing old Growing old! Yes, my soul is growing old What happens now my sparks Yes, my soul, my soul, my soul Sold my soul, my soul, sold my soul Yeah my soul Yes, my soul is growing old