گیت کے بول کے نقاط
ENاصل بول
ترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Much too often I heard you say
You’ll kill yourself tomorrow
Like a record that won’t stop playing
A song of grief and sorrow
Listened to the words you said
As if truth could be delayed
And hope could live too long a life
And heaven could cure our time
Waiting for tomorrow – it never comes
I’ve been watching you all day
Cringing to survive
A wasted love without a kiss
A wasted life without a wish
Waiting for tomorrow – it never comes
Too many escapes to reach
With a happy face in the mirror
But as life is just a game
We’re getting drunk to feel ok
It never comes – never comes
