Ghostride
White Wings Of Death
Unstable balancing Act overhead
The dresser is open An empty bed
It's such an age to be so cold
And it's growing all the time
And it's such a waste to so bitter It's growing all the time
Her life time short on years
No place to share
Playing dead man's finger
Some truth in dare
It's such an age to be so cold
And it's growing all the time
And it's such a waste to feel belittled It's growing all the time
While the stories explain little
The sorrow will bear it all
And the world she made
From a house we played in the tree tops
It's such a lonely place
SongtexteWe all grow up just fine
We never grow up at all
It's such an age to be so cold
And it's growing all the time
And it's such a waste to feel belittled It's growing all the time
And its stories explain little
The sorrow will bear it all
And the world she made
From a house we played in the tree tops
It's such a lonely place
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