3 acessos
How did it feel to watch them go
And take away everything that you own?
Did it hurt to watch from so far away
While they lived on what you made?
Were you happy to seem them up on the stage
Making the most of what you made?
Did you smile to see their star rise
And watch them with a father's pride?
Things ain't the same since Tommy's gone
Things ain't the same since Tommy's gone