In the year when your bicycle broke You were crying in the yard But the world was a glorious game New adventures stole your heart It will come, it will
In the year when your bicycle broke, You were crying in the yard, But the world was a glorious game, New adventures stole your heart. It will come, it
Vertaling: Echobelly. In Die Jaar.
year when the future was lost, You were fighting in the class, Headed west with your wits and snarl, Left your parents in the past, '78 was the year you
