CorpseCollapse

And as we wind on down the road Our shadows taller than our souls There walks a lady we all know Who shines white light and wants to show How everything still turns to gold And if you listen very hard The tune will come to you at last When all are one and one is all, yeah To be a rock and not to roll Oooh...! And she's buying a stairway to heaven...

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I hate them... I hate them all... Those nights... Those nights... When I have to sleep in my bed alone... Those nights... When theres noone by my side... Those nights... When I feel so lost and lonely... When she's not there... When she's away... In those nights I'm falling back into old patterns... My lips feel dry... Because they miss the warm feeling of hot kisses... My mind is black... There's only one picture in my head... I miss to lie next to her... Tenderly kissing her throat and whistling in her ear... I LOVE YOU... I miss to say those words... But I will survive the lonely days... I'm looking forward to her return... Ther