crying just the other day Everyman, it's not your money You and I get to feel this way We can feel the rain We're like everyman Everyman, you get lonely
Prijevod: Richard Cliff. Običan čovjek.
He's sitting all alone His blankets are made out of cardboard And his pillows are made out of stone Every face tells a storcy It never tells a lie Every
Prijevod: Richard Cliff. Svakom licu priča.
