Paroles de Tricky Hands And Radios

Caught in time the king of hearts He laid it on the greenery and broke my heart Like cityscapes and pretty things Like old guitars with broken strings Oh for a day in the sun in this town Drinking with you with our friends all around Oh like a breeze on a hill made of sand All through the night held the world in my hands I know it well tricky hands I heard it on the radio in far off lands Like cityscapes and pretty things Like old guitars with broken strings I love these streets i call my home Though i know them well there are still unknowns Oh for a day in the sun in this town Drinking with you with our friends all around Oh like a breeze on a hill made of sand All through the night held the world in my hands