Слова:
Bless The Fall Wait For Tomorrow

much better? So fight me and take it away. And never, never lie to me. So fight me and take it away. And never, never lie to me. I wait for tomorrow

hustling, I'm waiting on tomorrow Hustling waiting on tomorrow Living life in the fast lane 'Cause no one ever knows No one ever knows Sitting here waiting on tomorrow

the matter? How come you ain't come up the ladder? So we can be like there is no tomorrow Damn, you gon' make me wait 'til tomorrow She spoke Arabic

and predictable gestures. Nouveau wankers. There's a thousand empty stages waiting for their empty performances, A thousand empty faces waiting for their

fullest every minute I'm through talkin' the talk, I'm 'bout to live it Ain't even started yet, I'm at the finish line Tomorrow? Tomorrow Man I can't wait

she longs to hold I can't wait I won't wait 'Cause tomorrow's too late And I need her right now in my life All that I'm praying for Is my voice finds

Fall in to the century of supersonic cross Blessed, she in aching silence eternal loss Calling out "I won't surrender," a locket of her hair Sympathize

and hope that you will really believe me. [Gift of Gab] Hey yester-day you were supposed to meet me now I got to testify I waited hours for you guess

With dyed hair and predictable gestures. Nouveau wankers. There's a thousand empty stages waiting for their empty performances, A thousand empty faces waiting for