journeys that happen in vain And I know I'm not the only one To ever spend my life sitting playing future games Future games Future games Future games Future games
Let me re-tell a story I know About a man named Moses Who lived long ago He prophesied good He prophesied bad And now that prophecy's Coming to pass
Cause how can you know until you've tried Clear as the morning rain Seeing it very plain We've got to start again Everthing's going around in my head The futures
Take everything easy, show me a smile It doesn't take much to please me, my little child Shine me a light from your eyes dear Don't let me see a single
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Written by danny kirwan. Woman of a thousand years How are your sons of a time ago Do they still admire your silvered ways As you go down To the sea
Sometimes I get to thinking About the times we used to have But now you've gone away and left me So alone Although my back is aching I'll work the whole
The magic of a blackened night Can go so far but not seem right Although my love, drive away the sunshine The magic of a blackened night And before you
journeys that happen in vain And I know I'm not the only one To ever spend my life sitting playing future games Future games... Future games... Future games... Future games
ترجمه: مک سنگی عاشوری. بازی آینده.
Cause how can you know until you've tried Clear as the morning rain Seeing it very plain We've got to start again Everthings going around in my head The futures
: (Christine McVie) Take everything easy Show me a smile It doesn't take much to please me My little child Shine me a light from your eyes dear Don'
: (Danny Kirwan) Woman of a thousand years How are your sons of a time ago Do they still admire your silvered ways As you go down To the sea and golden
: (Bob Welch) Let me retell A story of old About a man named Moses Who lived long ago He prophicied good He prophicied bad And now that prophecy's Coming
: (Kirwan, Danny) The magic of a blackened night Can go so far, but not seem right Although my love, will drive away the sunshine The magic of, a blackened
: (Danny Kirwan) Sometimes I get to thinking About the times we used to have But now you've gone away and left me so alone La di da, la di da da, la
