اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Takes a lot of faith
For a man like me
Not to run away
I get up and put the stereo on
Something gladly for my heart
It can sink its teeth into
Lose a lot of days
Daydreaming of a night
Where I don't feel nothing
And fall into a sea of arms
That can carry me away
Into the eye of a storm
But, oh
Said I
Still got a lot of tricks
Up this sleeve of mine
And, no
Well I
I'm not going anywhere
Till we're done and dusted
Fed a lot of pain
Sharing needles
But the kind that play 78's
I don't dance unless I'm dance alone
Give some sugar to the mirror
If my lover is gone
And fall into a shiver of sharks
That can carry me away
Into the eye of a storm
But, oh
Said I
Still got a lot of tricks
Up this sleeve of mine
And, no
Well I
I'm not going anywhere
Till we're done and dusted
Is it a long road back
Where you come from
On the wrong side track
From everyone
Is it a long road back
Where you come from
On the wrong side track
From everyone
Is it a long road back
Where you come from
On the wrong side track
From everyone
Is it a long road back
Where you come from
On the wrong side tracks
From everyone
