9 acessos
Time is surely growing shorter
I work my fingers to the bone
Hours pass without resistance
Every day is here and gone
I keep battling the years
I fight for all the time I've wasted here
But I'm pulling back my forces
Because this battle can't be won
You might earn yourself a fortune
The finest diamonds you may choose
But oh never will you earn your days back
This is something you must lose
And you may hear the masses cheering
Spread your name from ear to ear
But no sound requites the years behind you
That is something you must lose
Oh, the days when I was younger
Every fear was out of sight
The future always seemed so distant
The future always seemed so bright
I keep pushing 'round the bend
I've no idea where this trail should end
I won't know when I've arrived
I'll keep on pushing till I die
I might earn myself a fortune
The finest diamonds I may choose
But oh, never will I earn my days back
That is something I must lose
I might hear the masses cheering
Spread my name from ear to ear
But no sound requites the years behind me
That is something I must lose
That is something I must lose