The end in us is a sleeping crowd, I love youth, I’m to sleep every night. And we follow indecision, working … And all the glimpse of talent … I like, I want you to, I want you to, I want you to, I want you to, I want you to, I want you to, I guess I’ll fight awake until old daddy sleeps away, A way, a way, a way.
I guess I’ll fight awake until old daddy sleeps away, A way, a way, a way. I get to see the light, And until the shiver comes, I’ll wait, I’ll wait. …the first into a tragic, … to stay, to stay, to stay!