previously
I don't regret or be amazed by the long road
Don't talk to me about peace,
spoiled child
That you don't know the long road
Way, way, way, way
Don't talk to me about love, don't hold my hand
Your tears don't wet the spoiled child
That you haven't stepped on the long road
Way,
way, way, way, way Don't
talk to me
about love, don't hold my hand