As a boy
all the thoughts, that filled my mind
were as a boy.
Then, one day,
Something in my childish mind
will be a strain.
But as a man
Love and hate
they somehow mean the same.
All could blame
to a child which was born into a world of pain.
Texas goodbye, you made me cry.
I try to find a way of peace of mind.
But it's too late, oh, it's too late,
for now I know, that hate kills a man.
As a boy
all the thoughts, that filled my mind
were as a boy.
Then, one day,
Something in my childish mind
will be a strain.
Texas goodbye, you made me cry.
I try to find a way of peace of mind.
But it's too late, oh, it's too late,
for now I know, that hate kills a man.
As a boy
all the thoughts, that filled my mind
were as a boy.
Then, one day,
Something in my childish mind
will be a strain.
Texas goodbye.
