LIFE ON A SILVER LINE

TOMORROW IS TOO FAR FOR DREAMS

AND REMIND HIM I'M NOW A MAN

IT ALL DEPENDS ON WHICH SIDE WE ARE

Some loves and can't stop Others' hate won't end The path we ply might be by choice But some are born j…

WHEN THE FINAL NIGHT COMES

I once met a comely lady Of all creatures there is none fairer Her voice so sweet Her smiles sticks and never wash …

ARE THERE REALLY BRIGHTER DAYS AHEAD?

When we walk on the street of tomorrow Will there still be carcasses around the dark places Of men who paid the ultim…

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