Lost Songtext
von Ghost Trains

A little love, a little understanding please
It′s what everybody needs here
And help is on its way
I've got a scheme or two to turn this into heaven now
Don′t carry me away, no
Or there'll be hell to pay


I'm just a little lost
Can′t find the station
And couldn′t meet the cost
My golden reputation is for
Wasting what I've got
So with no hesitation I blame all my troubles on the stars

And given time, the windmill of my life goes round
But banished from the sun
Cold fingers struggling with the gun
From a witch′s brew I watch the colours of the rainbow fail
To the music of a hard-hearted frost upon the sails