Ann Beretta

Not Invited
Calling out the whole world overLuck's running dry from the four leaf cloverToo much distance killing meI hope I make it back to you my friendBeat by beat you tear your heart outIn defeat was there ever any doubt?Too much distance killing meI hope I make it back to you my friend,Here I am and there's no second chancesNothing left of me and you no last call romancesit's like I'm locked inside a room without a viewThere's 100 Thousand voice in my head againYou're not invited inWhere did all the good times go and why?Two by two we break another lineToo much distance killing meI hope I make itDay by day and still we're calling outHeart to heart and still we're falling downToo much distance killing meI hope I make it out alive my friendI hope we make it out alive (This Time)... Aus Songtexte Mania