for the runaway son And for your love I'd go hungry and thirsty I need a savior and you're the one I throw myself into the arms of mercy Salvation for the runaway son
Chorus) And For Your Love I'd Go Hungry And Thirsty I Need A Saviour And You're The One I Throw Myself Into The Arms Of Mercy There's Still Hope For The Runaway Son
Переклад: Олдфілд, Майк. Син Runaway.
And For Your Love I'd Go Hungry And Thirsty I Need A Saviour And You're The One I Throw Myself Into The Arms Of Mercy There's Still Hope For The Runaway Son
Your knives are sharp When you put them in my heart Though the truth, you'd say, Is I like them there that way From this hoodlum skin I can always run
(George Harrison) Here comes the sun, here comes the sun And I say it's all right Little darlin' it's been a long cold lonely winter Little darlin
girl who claims that I am the one But the kid is not my son She says I am the one, but the kid is not my son [3rd verse] For forty days and forty
Welcome to the end of everything that haunts me Somehow I pretend all was meant to be I am not the saint here, never the good son Hell has taken over
even when I die Don?t shed a tear when I?m laid I feel like a runaway slave I said I feel like a runaway slave Sometimes I feel like a runaway slave
character And get they bones fractured You ain't got no guns, you off to the precinct Inside tuff guys are feminine like Sheena Easton Woman cry, woman cry, son
I hit 'em high, hit 'em high, hit 'em high And you hit 'em low, hit 'em low, hit 'em low (method man) Insane like a runaway train I'm in your lane Like
sky When you livin' on the edge, yeah homie it's a high You get caught up in the drama and eventually you die Livin' in a hard world, some are livin' lies Son
a quarter And pops was on the verge of a voluntary manslaughter Always screamin about the bills he had to pay The story of his life, I thought about a runaway
With life just begun, my sleeping new son Has eyes that roll back in his head They flutter and dart, he slows down his heart And pictures a world past
'all Attack ya like roaches Don't step to me at the food court at the municipal airport Your unmatched performance can't stop my endurance Runaway 18
I'm a street walking cheetah with a heart full of napalm I'm a runaway son of the nuclear A-bomb I am a world's forgotten boy The one who searches and