Текст песни Humble Pie - What You Will
Humble Pie - What You Will слова песни
Thinking of the past I feel my lifeIs slipping by at such a speedThings I knew have gone and those I lovedI look for granted and deceivedCall me anything you willI`ll hide behind a purple pillAnd though it seems I`m laughing stillI`m cryingLooking from my window I see winterAlmost too bare to believePeople change with seasonsAnd I wonder if it`s my turn to receiveBut they avoid the things I askOr quickly change their style of maskThe faith I had is fading fastI`m dyingSeems to me the only way to beIs like a business manAnd have bad colours round my headGetting drunk to find some peace of mind and consolationBut there`s still the problem of what happens when I`m dead