20 Ağustos 2009, Perşembe
saat: 05:26
"Olmayan"a.. :
I have often told you stories about the way
I lived the life of a drifter, waiting for the day
When I'd take your hand and sing you songs
Then maybe you would say,
"Come lay with me love me"
And I would surely stay..
But I feel I'm growing older..
And the songs that I have sung
Echo in the distance
Like the sound of a windmill goin round
I guess I'll always be..
A soldier of fortune.
Many times I've been a traveller,
I looked for something new,
In days of old,
When nights were cold,
I wandered without you..
But those days I thougt my eyes had seen you standing near,
Though blindness is confusing..
It shows that you're not here..
Now I feel I'm growing older..
And the songs that I have sung
Echo in the distance
Like the sound of a windmill goin round
I guess I'll always be..
A soldier of fortune.
I can hear the sound of a windmill goin round
I guess I'll always be..
A soldier of fortune...
