that door Now it's too late to wonder, what's left to be tried Your mind is made up, and my hands are tied It's just one of those things that I can't
from my door Now it's too late to wonder what's left to be tried Your mind's made up and my hands are tied It's just one of those things That I can
from that door Now it's too late to wonder,what's left to be tried Your mind is made up,amd my hands are tied It's just one of those things that I can
Vertaling: Tillis, Pam. Een van die dingen.
