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Now my road has turned to tracks, Stones to pebbles, see them roll away.
My wandering troubles need not break my back, Mmm, sorrow is the price I pay.
I sing my sorrows to the morning; I speak them to the Night.
You best believe I'll keep singing until I make my wrongs so right.
Devil said, A
pity
for
your
troubles
to
take
your
tired
old
soul...
So you know you got to go.
Hurry, to catch the morning. You got to hurry on now,
In the night.
I would heed my sorrow. And it knows, won't be long now.
Hurry.
Now with blind hands, I crawl this lonely place, as my dry tears fall and roll away.
I can't see troubles as they dance behind my back,
Ooo, sorrow is my soul to slay.
He stole my sorrows from the morning; he ripped them from the night.
And you best believe I'll keep singing to make my wrongs so right.
Devil took a pity of my troubles; he holds my tired old soul.
So I know I got to go.
Hurry, to catch the morning.
I got to hurry on now, in the night.
I would heed my sorrow. Now I know, wont be long now
Hurry.
- Álbum:
- 21 Days
- To Dust
- Pot Of Gold
- Pot of Gold Remixes
- Resistencia Soul
- Hard and Strong (Remixes)
- Under the Munka Moon Selection
- Pot of Gold Remixes, Vol. 2
- Pot of Gold Remixes (Bonus Track Version)
- Heartbreaker (Remixes)
- Hard & Strong (Remixes)
- Hard And Strong
- Pot of Gold (Remixes), Vol. 1
- Midnight At the Beverly Laurel
- To Dust / I Loved You
- To Dust (Track by Track Commentary)
- To Dust (Bonus Track Version)
- To Dust
- To Dust / I Loved You - EP
- Heartbreaker - EP