When Will I Be Loved Songtext
von Erick Baker

My crown of roses
Is filled with thorns
And the sleeve where my heart is
Is old and worn
I guess the time of my life
Is running late
And I don't know how much longer
I can wait

For your phone calls, four walls, at night fall in your bed
So my bruised ears will not hear this one clear thought in my head


The older I get
The younger I want to be
Why do I fall
So Easily

For your phone calls, four walls, at night fall in your bed
Now my bruised ears can just hear this one clear thought in my head

Let's dance in the dust
Of another one of our days
I hope that tomorrow
I will find a way
I'll find a way

To your phone calls, four walls, at night fall in your bed
Now my bruised ears can just hear this one clear thought in my head