Текст песни
Nobody knows what the soul is
and nobody's always
aware of the truth
Someday somebody will call you to tell you
what the hell is
becoming of you
Anything,
to know i swear i'd do anything
to know if there is just somenthing to wait for
something to wait for
Promises your faith makes nothing but promises
you wait but nobody's coming to save you
now and forever
Nobody knows what the soul is
and nobody's always
aware of the truth
Someday somebody will call you to tell you
what the hell is
becoming of you
Someday somebody will call you to tell you
what the hell is
becoming of you