Er með þetta á heilanum, kannski eitthvað freudískt hahahha ellihræðslan eða eitthvað. En textasmíðin er náttuurletga bara snilld
Let's dance in style, lets dance for a whileHeaven can wait we're only watching the skiesHoping for the best but expecting the worstAre you going to drop the bomb or not?
Let us die young or let us live foreverWe don't have the power but we never say neverSitting in a sandpit, life is a short tripThe music's for the sad men
Can you imagine when this race is wonTurn our golden faces into the sunPraising our leaders we're getting in tuneThe music's played by the mad men
Forever young, I want to be forever youngDo you really want to live forever, forever and everForever young, I want to be forever youngDo you really want to live forever? Forever young
Some are like water, some are like the heatSome are a melody and some are the beatSooner or later they all will be goneWhy don't they stay young
It's so hard to get old without a causeI don't want to perish like a fading horseYouth's like diamonds in the sunAnd diamonds are forever
So many adventures couldn't happen todaySo many songs we forgot to playSo many dreams swinging out of the blueWe let them come true
Forever young, I want to be forever youngDo you really want to live forever, forever and everForever young, I want to be forever youngDo you really want to live forever, forever and ever
Forever young, I want to be forever youngDo you really want to live forever?
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Sko, engir eitís textar komast með tærnar þar sem Peter Cetera í Chicago hefur hælana. "Like a knight in shining armour, from a long time ago" Bara snilld.
Peter Seter í What?!?! hv'a ert þú sextugur Krummi.
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