Homeless child What is left For the homeless child There is no night And there is no day It is all One shade of gray Some will pass And some will stay
those who wait But good things are gone From those who are late All that I am Is all I can give But with or without you My life I must live Meeting
How I am strong Is to know what Makes me weak How I am found Is to know just whom I seek The gift of a blessing The burden of a sin Oh, turn to him, to
have got to stand firm So many shall run Some they rest their head at night Some get no sleep at all If you listen close to what you see You will hear
Can you tell me why You're so uptight Out of your head And ain't talkin' right Can you tell me why Your mind ain't straight Out of touch And can't relate
You so easily amuse Like a pantomime Such a silent crime You so easily abuse Lack of confidence It's your best offense You so easily confuse You can
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the widow, I'm the widow of a living man I'm the widow, I'm the widow, I'm the widow of a living man Of a living man, of a living man And why does he
the will to live Oh, you got to have the will to live Oh, the will, oh, the will The will to live Oh, the will, oh, the will to live Oh, the will to
I shall not walk alone I shall not walk alone Beauty that We left behind How shall we Tomorrow find? Set aside Our weight in sin So that we Can live
Превод: Харпер Бен. Нецу Да Зивим.
that she never would survive but she kept the rhythm and is still alive We must all have the will to live you got to have the will to live Then
: You so easily amuse like a pantomime such a silent crime You so easily abuse lack of confidence it's your best offense You so easily confuse
first Sometimes I feel I know strangers better than I know my friends why must a beginning be the means to an end The stones from my enemies these wounds will
have got to stand firm so many shall run some they rest their head at night some get no sleep at all if you listen close to what you see you will
my life I must live Meeting is such sweet sorrow cause someday we may have to part hush don't you make a sound you're gonna let me down Living
Mama why does he treat me so cold why do I feel so old how long has he treated me unkind or have I always been so blind I'm the widow of a living man
: Can you tell me why you're so uptight out of your head and ain't talkin' right Can you tell me why your mind ain't straight out of touch and
