Man came on Friday night
He was full of optimism
It’s so rare now,
We started full of hope,
We started full of hope.
Time stands for us
And maybe we look good
Please, forgive us, baby
You will not understand us.
Hey, don’t look into my eyes
I don’t sell coloured dreams
I’m really sorry, baby
But I’m sure, you won’t understand me
Believe me, Honey
We’re flooded with wine
Yeah, we’re still runnin’...[2]
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