歌词
Babes and darlings kill me,
This friday night, what have you felt
Oh these four walls please don't play with me, don't play with me
Many time i've grown i need more time
I was young and old i had dreams and waves all over
And annjoline to clear this part
Mothers and fathers tell me, did i do good
When in times I grown
I need more time
I was young and old
I had thoughts /dreams
So many thoughts