And they cry and they call As the wayward walk alone City lights, urban sprawl In a place no one should know Show no grace, show no love These mean streets
And they cry And they call As the wayward walk alone City lights Urban sprawl In a place no one should know Show no grace Show no love These mean streets
Traducere: Alter Bridge. Un aflata in deriva.
: And they cry And they call As the wayward walk alone City lights Urban sprawl In a place no one should know Show no grace Show no love These mean streets
cry They still want to know they'll be all right All I'm saying Can we try? To bring the wayward ones back home tonight Bring the wayward one back home