Tekst:
Grantig

Shoulder to the wheel for someone else's selfish gain Here there is no choosing, working the clay Wearing their anger like a ball and chain Fire in the

granted I will not take these things for granted I will not take these things for granted I will not take these things anymore I will not take these things for granted

There's a room where I can go And tell my secrets to In my room, in my room (In my room) In this world I lock out all my Worries and my cares In my room

when you die with all the reasons why Don't take me for granted, no, no, no,don't take me for granted No, no, no, hey don't take me for granted

Concede and believe me I won't give up, I won't give out on you Concede and believe me I won't give up, I won't give out on you Oh no, no, no, la la la

Just sit down in the back row If you wanna play in my game. Guess you won't have to worry 'cause all films look the same. Just put your arms around me

I'm romancing the stone, never leaving your poor heart alone Every night and every day gonna love the hurtin' away I'm romancing the stone, never leaving

Do it, oh do it Oh, do it, do it Oh, do it Looking through the morning dew At smoky mountains, nothing new Lead me to the mountain tower And we'll work

Boy Boy Now in the street there is violence An' an' a lots of work to be done No place to hang all our washing An' an' I can't blame all on the sun