I’ve crossed the cinder fields
with pockets full of tears
I’ve tried to grow up quickly
The plans that I had lost
I’ve found them in my shoes
the time has it’s flaws and it’s fault
...but God has gone away
just on my birthday
maybe he will return sooner or later
with pockets full of tears
I’ve tried to grow up quickly
The plans that I had lost
I’ve found them in my shoes
the time has it’s flaws and it’s fault
...but God has gone away
just on my birthday
maybe he will return sooner or later