Paroles de D. Bonn

do you remember, remember D. Boon part of what he was is a part of me nowand if you think back, where would he be where would I be if time had allowed this isn't written for any one manit's about me this isn't written for anyone alivejust the songs that he sang I've been toldthat it's a waste of time well, so what will it be worth mine and if Managua's bullets don't flyyoung men still would die for glory or for their countries it's just me and Jay playing our guitars along with it all this isn't written for any one manit's about me this isn't written for anyone alivejust the songs that he sang and I'm not old so I've got nothing but time to wastewill it be worth mine