Het is gelukkig niet de stemming waarin ik momenteel verkeer
Ik plaats het alleen omdat ik het een prachtig lied vind. Di-rect: All in vain.
Als toetje nog wat heerlijke hardrock: My generation, een cover van The Who.
Prettig weekeinde.
It's human heart that hurt me.
Now it seems all the laughter is gone.
I remember the days going out having fun now, we given up, makes me in the evening song.
I remember this song in vain.
Summer nights, drawn by the fire, all the embers where smoldering still, now I'm lost in the cold.
Wasted all I got, taste the sour from my eyes.
My face is rolling salts, starving candles dying light.
Somebody take me home.
In a pride, that prospered, still I fear the rain coming down. I remember the nights holding hands in the park,
in our innocents, stirring up the passion that sparked,
I remember the golden days.
We be drinking wine, downing it fast, it is almost time,
almost time to let go.
Gave it all I got. I'm in pieces, torn apart.
How I know it is all my fault.
Starving candles, dying light.
Can somebody take me home.
