12 acessos
Some days i seem the last small pawn
In your game
Some nights i feel you dontdeserve
My embraceat all
Some days i might feellike your sentence,
Your crowning disgrace
Somes nights i might felllike your shelter,
Your saving grace
Butifby chance you depart
I'llpullmyselftogether
The feel of wind at my back
All or nothing through hungryback streets
In my mind
Just like a gambler at heart
Some days i see some hate deep down
In your eyes
Some nights i feel like a country where
You'llnever see the sky
Some days i feel sure that i am walking
A thin tight wire
Some nights i can dream i'm as high
As a church's tall spire
Butifby chance you depart
I'llpullmyselftogether
Thefeel of wind at my back
All or nothing through hungryback streets
In my mind
Just like a gambler at heart
If we're gonna lose
It's got to be dirty and sweaty
Not easy, no crying
Nobody sees me sing the blues
If we're gonna win
It's got to be close, we've got to earn it
No smooth sailing, down and wailing
Push to shove
'cause i'm betting on my very last card
The face of love
Sweet face of love