by Mick Jagger
It is the evening of the day
I sit and watch the children play
Smiling faces I can see
But not for me
I sit and watch as tears go by
My riches can't buy everything
I want to hear the children sing
All I ever hear is the sound
Of rain falling on the ground
I sit and watch as tears go by
It is the evening of the day
I sit and watch the children play
Doing things I used to do
They think they are new
I sit and watch as tears go by
Tuesday, April 8, 2008
As Tears Go By
Labels: melancholia
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