گیت کے بول کے نقاط
ENاصل بول
ترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Tell me a story
And I don't care if it's true
Just tell me everything I want to hear
I've borrowed every hope
Of any prayer and chance from you
Knowing I'll return them all in tears
I was born to hunger
Of the spirit to be free
But gave in to my heart with every year
Believing I could trust that you
Would keep it safe for me
But now you are returning it in tears
I walk myself away now
From the gamble that is love
I follow the parade I've known for years
Of brokenhearted angels
Who all warn me from above
There is no path returning without tears
