Letras
Longing for the revolution, well I pass away
I will burn a tear in Graceland
And stumble on a brighter day
A hundred million desperate wishes
They sit and pray
Singing songs they long for the good times
That slowly fade away
Well I whisper wishes and wise words
I sell my soul to the underground
I never understood I can heal through sound
Until today
Who are you
Who are you
Oh, oh oh oh
Working for the constitution well I fail to say
All the words and slurs of the good times
That slowly fade to grey
Writing songs with lonely fingers
That try and cope with growing old
Well I sit and drink with the old boys
Whose lives have long been sold
Who are you
Who are you
You gave me something to live for
You won't let me fade away
You gave me something to live for
To stumble on a brighter day
Well you gave me something to live for
You won't let me fade away
You gave me something to live for
To stumble on a brighter day
To stumble on a brighter day
To stumble on a brighter day
To stumble on a brighter day