to take that chance Of losing you I don't want to face the fact, oh But I guess I'll have to take that chance Of losing you Of losing you
to watch you leave Oh-ooh I guess I have to walk away Girl, you said you love me and you'd never go You were lying to me You thought I'd never know
Garza I met a girl back in '69 With a reputation sweet as wine I told my daddy that I'd make her mine He said son she'll make you lose your mind I thought
Übersetzung: Lonely Boys. Losing You.
