Paint کے بول

There where the paint come off, that's where I stopped I looked at the flecks, then brush them off Thought hope to your hopes that was the most The best you find I try not to disappear, into the shadow Into a tunnel, that doesn't know where to go So where is that ghost that was the most the best you find? There's a real problem here, I know I almost young this year now that I'm older I don't want to be a cynic, it's much too soon for that Still it feels like somethings missing and that's a real drawback So where is that ghost, that was the most, the best I'd find? There's a real problem here, I know I almost young this year now that I'm older There's a real problem here, I know I almost young this year now that I'm older