Lay down your guns
Lay them on the floor
Nothing's gonna break my back no more
It's a curious thing
It's a perpetual night
My vision must be dimming but hey that's all right
I think I'm finally losing count of the score
You can't lose what you've lost before
You're out there in the winter sun
Making love and having fun
But I don't really want to know
Shake off your cobwebs
Go on and treat yourself
If I don't got you I don't got my health
A criminal lie to say it makes smile
To think of you with some other guy
I think I'm finally losing count of the score
You can't lose what you've lost before
You're out there in the winter sun
Making love and having fun
But I don't really want to know

KORREKTUREN ÃœBERMITTELN