na… na… na…
emptiness fills me with visions,
no one can make me a slave of
someone’s fame and fortune
their happiness is just for a time
and then in the end there’ll be
nobody to blame but themselves
there’ll be a choice between love
and hate as we encounter
those nights and no days.
no one can make me a slave of
someone’s fame and fortune
their happiness is just for a time
and then in the end there’ll be
nobody to blame but themselves
there’ll be a choice between love
and hate as we encounter
those nights and no days.
© 1987 Darem Placer
