歌詞
When clive was a young boy he never cared a lot
He used to be a bad boy he used to drink a lot
But now he's changed he found his sight
When he met this girl
When kim was a young girl she never cared a lot
She used to be a good girl she used to dream a lot
But now she's changed she found her luck
When she met this boy
Oh what a fool he's been
To waste his life
He quit his little charade
To trade his mind
And found a place to rest
When he looked into her dark brown eyes
Oh what a fool he's been
To waste his life
He quit his little charade
To trade his mind
And found a place to rest
When he looked into her dark brown eyes
When clive was a young boy he never cared a lot
He used to be a bad boy he used to drink a lot
But now he's changed he found his sight
When he met this girl
When kim was a young girl she never cared a lot
She used to be a good girl she used to dream a lot
But now she's changed she found her luck
When she met this boy
Oh what a fool he's been
To waste his life
He quit his little charade
To trade his mind
And found a place to rest
When he looked into her dark brown eyes
Oh what a fool he's been
To waste his life
He quit his little charade
To trade his mind
And found a place to rest
When he looked into her dark brown eyes
When clive was a young boy he never cared a lot
He used to be a bad boy he used to drink a lot
But now he's changed he found his sight
When he met this girl
Oh what a fool he's been
To waste his life
He quit his little charade
To trade his mind
And found a place to rest
When he looked into her dark brown eyes
Oh what a fool he's been
To waste his life
He quit his little charade
To trade his mind
And found a place to rest
When he looked into her dark brown eyes
Oh what a fool he's been
To waste his life
He quit his little charade
To trade his mind
And found a place to rest
When he looked into her dark brown eyes
Oh what a fool he's been
To waste his life
He quit his little charade
To trade his mind
And found a place to rest
When he looked into her dark brown eyes
Oh what a fool he's been
To waste his life
He quit his little charade
To trade his mind
And found a place to rest
When he looked into her dark brown eyes
Writer(s): Stefan Breuer, Reinhard Apprich, Robert Goehring, Markus Schramhauser, Jochen Seiterle, Hans Joerg Fischer, Peter Quintern, Markus Grittner, Stephan Keller, Klaus Hubi Huber, Jens Guenther
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