Luke The Drifter все тексты (слова) песен, переводы, видео, клипы

You'll meet many just like me upon lifes busy street.
With shoulders stooped and heads bowed low and eyes that stare in defeat.
For souls that live within the past where sorrow plays all parts,
For a living death is all that's left for men with brokens hearts.
You have no right to be the judge, to criticize and condemn.
Just think but for the grace of God it would be you instead of him.
One careless step, a thoughtless deed and then the misery starts
cnd to those who weep death comes cheap, these men with broken hearts.