Текст песни
Whatever happened to all the friends we once knew, to survive this living hell, to survive this living hell
you just can t catch up on time
now lost in the lonely crowd
Nothing to loose, i had so many dreams, they wrapped us up so nice
we walked the streets of fire
Voices that were once so loud, i had so many dreams Street, dreams don t always come true
We walked the streets of fire, walking the narrow line
Acting so cool, those sympathetic ears
voices that were once so loud
Especially if you want them to but we re older now and our ideas take a bow, about tomorrow or today Way, they wrapped us up so nice
With hope in our eyes, especially if you want them to but we re older now and our ideas take a bow Street, they wrapped us up so nice
to a world that taught us well
To survive this living hell, with hope in our eyes
Dreams don t always come true, about tomorrow or today
whatever happened to all the friends we once knew
About tomorrow or today, about tomorrow or today
Especially if you want them to but we re older now and our ideas take a bow, dreams don t always come true
i had so many dreams
now lost in the lonely crowd
dreams don t always come true
With hope in our eyes, voices that were once so loud, to a world that taught us well
listened to our hopes and fears
full of broken people
To survive this living hell, we could be so insane
We walked the streets of fire, we could be so insane
They wrapped us up so nice, to a world that taught us well One, those sympathetic ears
dreams don t always come true
you just can t catch up on time
Life s a one way street, to survive this living hell
With hope in our eyes, they wrapped us up so nice
to survive this living hell
Dreams don t always come true, to a world that taught us well
when i was seventeen
Life s a one way street, listened to our hopes and fears, we re walking down a one way street
Listened to our hopes and fears, with hope in our eyes
Whatever happened to all the friends we once knew, walking the narrow line
When i was seventeen, everything to gain
When i was seventeen, to survive this living hell
You just can t catch up on time, we re walking down a one way street, and acting so cool
to survive this living hell
voices that were once so loud
Those sympathetic ears, especially if you want them to but we re older now and our ideas take a bow
With hope in our eyes, nothing to loose