I can feel it
I can feel that it's the end of days
Don't you miss it
Don't you miss the way
We used to play
And I find it
I find it hard
Right from the
Right from the start
I can feel it
I can feel that it's the end of days
Don't you miss it
Don't you feel the way
It doesn't fit
Fever's rising, no denying
When it's light, or when it's hard
To grope in the dark
Wind gets colder, I'll be older
Soon enough
Too spoiled to be rough