Testo di Truck

Children all have saviours Children don't care who saves us Round the corner, round the bend Fingernails torn to the end Bring back, bring back Bring back, bring back on me On me I told them, we scold them Can't console them always Toy soldiers falling Dominoes, but who knows? Bring back, bring back Bring back, bring back on me On me Yeah and I dream of falling stars And tokes for all my friends And I will live forever Yeah and I dream of all I'm worth And all along the way And I will never even Yeah and I will coast through falling prayers And all along the way And I will always listen Bring back, bring back (I) Bring back, bring back (Or) Bring back, bring back (We) On me.... Bring it back, bring it back on Bring it back, bring it back on Bring it back, bring it back on