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Every night I dream the same dream
Of getting older all the time
I ask you now, what does this mean?
Are these problems just in my mind?
Things are easy when you're a child
But now these pressures have dropped on my head
The length I've gone are just long miles
Would they be shorter if I were dead
Every time I look in my past
I always wish I was there
I wish my youth would forever last
Why are these times so unfair
Look at my friends and see what they've done
Ask myself why they had to change
I like them better when they were young
Now all these times are rearranged
I look down and stand there and cry
Nothing ever will be the same
The sun is rising, now I ask why?
The clouds now fall and here comes the rain
Every time I look in my past
I always wish I was there
I wish my youth would forever last
Why are these times so unfair
Every night I dream the same dream
Of getting older all the time
I ask you now, what does this mean?
Are these problems just in my mind?
Things are easy when you're a child
But now these pressures have dropped on my head
The length I've gone are just long miles
Would they be shorter if I were dead
Every time I look in my past
I always wish I was there
I wish my youth would forever last
Why are these times so unfair
All Black
Take a look at my life, all black
Take a look at my clothes, all black
Like Johnny Cash, all black
Like the Rolling Stones wanna paint it black
The night we met, all black
The colour of your dress, all black
The seats in my Cadillac, all black
As long as I could remember I dreamed in black and white
As I grew up and the sun went down I never felt more alright
My mother she use to tell me...Son you better get to church
worse
Never been much for weddings or anniversaries but
I go to a funeral if I'm invited any day of the week
Some people say I sound strange some say I'm not right
But I find beauty in this world every single night
Take a look at my life, all black
Take a look at my clothes, all black
Like Johnny Cash, all black
Like the Rolling Stones wanna paint it black
The night we met, all black
The colour of your dress, all black
The seats in my Cadillac, all black
I used to see red, but now just all black
I sat down at her table at the end of the night
She was having black coffee and a cigarette, she wasn't wearing white
She said, people tell me that I am strange that I am not right
The only time I feel alright is in the dead of night
I think I found the one for me
Take a look at my life, all black
Take a look at my clothes, all black
Like Johnny Cash, all black
Like the Rolling Stones wanna paint it black
The night we met, all black
The colour of your dress, all black
The seats in my Cadillac, all black
I remember feeling so alive
The night I look into her eyes,
Take a look at my life...