I'm cold desperately cold
does it show I really don't know
but I'm cold desperately cold
does it show I really don't know
since she's gone I'm kickin' doors
runnin' into walls placing lost calls
and I'm cold lost my feelin' and hope
I'm not he same man since she left
and I'm cold desperatly cold
keepin' my head up but the heat
doesn't hold it burns out grows old
leavin' me the ashes
guess...I'm stone cold
(c) JR. 2019
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woensdag 3 april 2019
Stone cold
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zondag 16 september 2018
Next year
next year will come 'round with
a bang an enormous sound, next
year this time I will flower this
time 'round
next year, I will be a succes have
no rest leave the nest, be on tour
opening doors
with my hand, a rich man, next year
I'll be back, some time next year,
I'l be back
(c) JR.
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