I'm running out of time I'm out of step and closing down And never sleep for wanting hours The empty hours of greed And uselessly always the need To feel again the real belief Of something more than mockery If only I could fill my heart with love
I'm running out of time I'm out of step and closing down And never sleep for wanting hours The empty hours of greed And uselessly always the need To feel again the real belief Of something more than mockery If only I could fill my heart with love
