Wise is the man sleeps with the breeze. Nothing will ever bring him to his knees. Cold are the nights, long are the days. But no one can ever take love away.
Drink to our demolished home. Wher loss resides alone. Like a widow by the radio. Child, childhood is a place. Where sorrow comes of age. A widow by the radio.
Weeping tree, shoulders to the sky. Never understood why. Weeping tree, should've let you go. How was I to know?. . And if you find a clue. I hope you find it soon.
Have you heard about the war in france?. 6000 reasons not to dance. Nothing could comfort him. Blue is the blue, the blue within. . Have you heard about the fight for spain?.