Nhạc sĩ: Philip Oakey, Giorgio Moroder
Lời đăng bởi: 86_15635588878_1671185229650
Did you think your love would last forever? Did you always have somewhere to go? Did you tell your lies for entertainment? Did you never let your feelings go? Could you ever tell the truth from fiction? Did you even let your lovers know? Did you think that life is an addiction? And love has to be killed or it may grow? Why must the show go on after the crowd has gone? After the battle's won, why must the show go on? On through the night, on into light Never in our lives were we together Nothing real underneath the show Talk and passion could have been the weather How could love so wounded die so slow? Why must the show go on after the crowd has gone? After the battle's won, why must the show go on? Why must the show go on after the race is run? After the victor's song, why must the show go on? On through the night, on into light Why must the show go on after the race is run? After the victor's song, why must the show go on? Why must the show go on after the crowd has gone? After the battle's won, why must the show go on? On through the night, on into light