Paroles de la chanson Young Retired par
I've been here for so long wandering
Wether silence exists
The only mountain range i know
The skyline
There aren't caves
To hide inside
The skyline shelters
The mirrors in the streets
Strange lines of my life
I'm just a witness of yours no need to read in it
My face tells the story
No one's waiting for me
Wether silence exists
The only mountain range i know
The skyline
There aren't caves
To hide inside
The skyline shelters
The mirrors in the streets
Strange lines of my life
I'm just a witness of yours no need to read in it
My face tells the story
No one's waiting for me
In the evening
When the streets are empty
I know all the short cuts
Keep your ears wide open
And draw your dreams
With the golden pencil
I've heard this story before
Strange lines of my life
I'm just a witness of yours no need to read in it
My face tells the story
When the streets are empty
I know all the short cuts
Keep your ears wide open
And draw your dreams
With the golden pencil
I've heard this story before
Strange lines of my life
I'm just a witness of yours no need to read in it
My face tells the story