Testo di The troubadour

Night falls like a blanket upon a city that never sleeps I've got a head full of dreams that I just can't live down Heading home I turn a corner and hear a sound I haven't heard in years Something that's always been there I just can't remember where Memories of places I've never seen The cold cuts deep into his bones The wind cuts deep into his thoughts But still his fingers cut deep into the soul Twin stars flicker in the night they carry eahc other trough the sky, tonight Heading home I turn a corner and hear a sound I haven't heard in years Something that's always been there I just can't remember where Memories of places I've never seen The cold cuts deep into his bones The wind cuts deep into his thoughts But still his fingers cut deep into the soul No one sees him walk away into the night No one sees that he gets home tonight, tonight The cold cuts deep into his bones The wind cuts deep into his thoughts But still his fingers cut deep into the soul