Johnny Hates Jazz - Autumn years



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   Picking up the pieces of my life
  I wonder why the hell I ever came here
  A man without a future left to face
  And nothing but a memory to embrace
  
  Holding on to threads of sanity
  Imagining the roads I could have taken
  It fills me with a deepening sense of shame
  And outside I can hear the pouring rain
  
  There is a place
  Where in my mind I escape
  And there I understand the way I feel
  And deep in this world of make-believe
  I will spend my autumn years with you
  
  Sitting in this grey and sunless world
  I try to come to terms with guilty feelings
  A man about to pay the final price
  And nothing but his breath to sacrifice
  
  There’ll be a time
  When I’ll be gone from your mind
  A fading ghost that soon will disappear
  And deep in my would of endless pain
  I must face my autumn years
  
  I’m picking up the pieces, I’m picking up the pieces
  I’m picking up the pieces, I’m picking up the pieces
  Picking up the pieces of my life
  
  
  




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