Golden Years unknown
Golden Years unknown
we need to concentrate
before we design a face
but it’s you I take at stake
you’re the Golden Years unknown
the mercy and the soul
but I need to concentrate
before I proof a faith
you’re the best of all our hopes
the rising and the blown
but I need to concentrate
before I grand my grace
I wish you not to be a phase
for the faithful and the low
‘cause there are many years to go
for the old and the brave
but all will end fast for them, you know
and that’s the end, that’s the grave
for some may hold the rope
some may be gone
Anita©
we need to concentrate
before we design a face
but it’s you I take at stake
you’re the Golden Years unknown
the mercy and the soul
but I need to concentrate
before I proof a faith
you’re the best of all our hopes
the rising and the blown
but I need to concentrate
before I grand my grace
I wish you not to be a phase
for the faithful and the low
‘cause there are many years to go
for the old and the brave
but all will end fast for them, you know
and that’s the end, that’s the grave
for some may hold the rope
some may be gone
Anita©
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| Auteur: LovesRequiem | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Sheena | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 31 januari 2012 | ||
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