Woorden: Donna Summer. The Wanderer. Cold Love.

Walking the line, I'm walking the line
Treading thin ice time after time
I go for the best, end up with much less
I need the real thing, forget all the rest
Oh yeah, alright

Started out good, working out bad
All the sweet love turned sour and sad
A face and name, it's always the same
So tired of playing love's foolish games

Tell me why love passes me by?

Cold love, cold love
Another shot of rock 'n' roll love
Cold love, cold love
Whatever happened to that good old love?
Tell me why, tell me why, tell me why, tell me why?

Hope in the dark, love in the light
I'll keep on looking for someone who's right
I'm out for the best, can you stand the test?
I need the real thing, no more and no less


Tell me why love passes me by?

Cold love, cold love
Another shot of rock 'n' roll love
Cold love, cold love
Whatever happened to that sweet old love?
Tell me why, tell me why, tell me why, tell me why?

Tell me why, tell me why, tell me why, tell me why?
Cold love, cold love
Whatever happened to that sweet old love?
Cold love, cold love
Another shot of rock 'n' roll love

Cold love, cold love
Whatever happened to that sweet old love?
Cold love, cold love
Whatever happened to that sweet old, sweet old, sweet old love?
Whatever happened to that? Whatever happened to it?
Cold love, cold love