- cifra
How do you get out of bed in the morning?
How do you wake to carry the day?
Yeah I sing for pleasure
I've sung for pain
I'm still half way to nowhere
I'm still nothing today
They tell me good things come to those who wait
To speed the process along that came to tempt fate
Yeah I sing for pleasure
I've sung for pain
I'm still half way to nowhere
I'm still nothing today
Yeah I sing for pleasure
I've sung for pain
I'm still half way to nowhere
I'm still nothing today
