Follow my dreams Don't cover my devotion It's getting dark It's high time to say everything The truth will come out But I fool myself She was sweet eighteen
Tonight we suffer, tmorrow they will mourn your passing. The son of man is nailed to a cross of sin and death. Each drop of blood, that is spilled across
you are the only person i know but i take you round to people who are on the go well you took me to a picture show and what's the first thing i see but
Torn away from my state of being Chosen to be forgotten Unspeakable pain as I leave this solid structure As the earth becomes smaller, I reach a new plan
Last night I saw a fire burning on The palace lawn. O'er the land The humble subjects watched in mixed Emotion. CHORUS: Who is burnin'? Who is burnin
If they came and took away Everything you are today Could you find another way All my feelings undermined Urged to follow strict design And I won't cross
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Vertaling: Ministerie. Beeltenis (Ik ben geen).