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Tekstovi: Golden Earring. Eight Miles High. Everydays Torture.

From the Album:
* Eight miles high

You're my everyday's torture
You're a burnin' light
When dark times surround me
You're my love, you're my fight
You're my everyday's torture
That's what no one denies
My spirit, my splendour
Did I loose, tell me why
I'm a man, know my destiny
but it seems, love is dead for me
I'm hung up on a woman's resolution
There's nothing left but a dream, an illusion
You're my everyday's torture
That's what no one denies

My spirit, my splendour
Did I loose, tell me why
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
free me, free me, free me
I saw you powerful, I saw you happy
But I only lived for myself
God, I need you so badly
But I expect no help
You're my everyday's torture
the gun at my head
You're my everyday's torture
the knife at my chest