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There never was a moment I wasn't sureI would be someone who roamed the worldAnd when the time was ready and so was Iget out of here onto the streetsWho'll make everything better, who'll make everything betterThe life that I was living, the great outdoorsStars up above me every night, as I lay down my headWho'll make everything better, who'll make everything betterGet out of bed I hear them singing all along the wayYou're where you want to be out on the open road againAin't that peculiar, you're on you're own againYou're on your own, on your own, I guess you always wereOne day you come to realize you're getting oldNo one to share the lonely days, to be togetherWho'll make everything better, who'll make everything betterGet out of bed I hear them singing all along the wayToo late to change it all, the gypsy in your blood has goneAin't that peculiar, you're on your own againYou're on your own, on your own, until the very end Aus Songtexte Mania