of a man You know he's lost No time to think about it No room to breathe If I had a way back, I'd ride through the dark and the door (But please don
of a man You know he's lost No time to think about it No room to breathe If I had a way back I'd ride through the dark and the door But please don'
a man, you know he's lost. No time to think about it. No room to breathe. If I had a way back, I'd ride through the dark and the door (but please