Testi musica canzoni

You pray up from the day
when you were born
I should guide your way
when your heart is torn apart

you ask for my advice
when your heart is torm apart
you feel like little gray mice
in front of me

Ref.:
Every fucking sunday
you knee in front of me
I wait till you go away
so that Im again on my own
I wonder if someday
you finally leave me
cos I cant get out of here

Its not the same as it was 50 years ago
you dont pay tribute to me - youre convinced I dont exist
Im still sometimes the one to blame - for your own faults
so I cant see why I should not harm you