3 acessos
I filled up my pockets with money big trophies I've hang on my wall
My mansion sits high on the hilltop and the world is impressed by at all
But to me always all this glory is worries and I've not been successful enough
For while I was willing the whole wide world I was losing your love
I forgot to kiss you and hold to your charms
Success seems like nothing to these empty arms
All this time I've been gaining a treasure that I can even speak partly of
For while I was willing the whole wide world I was losing your love
Slowly losing your love