Every dream that I dreamed seems So blowing on vain like the clouds In the wind Way up in the sky Every moment that I made Seems to be the wrong way Like a tall black night Nothing's turn of day
Play my guitar with a smile On my face now everything's Changed My whole life is thrill arranged From the day I was born So I did dig my name Though I tried and tried That name still remains
Voices of singing but no one's there It's a ghost of my life bringing fancy Chance to the mind Locking Key inside me From the freedom and sin Oh come let me in I was sold all over again
What can I do what can I do Nothing's the same as it used to be Nothing's the same as it used to be What can I do used to ://
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