Any of your dreams were pleasures yesterday Try to catch your dreams before they fade away Like the morning Sun will burn away the dew Your dreams will fade, and so will you
When you give it all there's nothing left to give When you live it all there's nothing left to live Moving in and out like faces in a game He'll never lose, you'll never win
And now he's through with you And there's nothing left for you to do But turn away to yesterday There's nowhere that you can hide And no matter how you try You're on your own, you're all alone Moving in and out like faces in a game
He'll never lose (he'll never lose) You'll never win (you'll never win) And now he's through with you And there's nothin' left for you to do
But turn away (turn away) to yesterday There's nowhere that you can hide And no matter how you try You're on your own, you're all alone
Pararararam para raram Pararararam para raram Pararararam para raram Pararararam para raram
Compositor: Artie Butler / Mark LindsayPublicado em 2018 (18/Out)ECAD verificado fonograma #17588771 em 11/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM