As a boyall the thoughts, that filled my mindwere as a boy.Then,
one day,Something in my childish mindwill be a strain.
But as a manLove and hatethey somehow mean the same.All could
blameto a child which was born into a world of pain.
Texas goodbye, you made me cry.I try to find a way of peace of
mind.But it's too late, oh, it's too late,for now I know, that hate
kills a man.
As a boyall the thoughts, that filled my mindwere as a boy.Then,
one day,Something in my childish mindwill be a strain.
Texas goodbye, you made me cry.I try to find a way of peace of
mind.But it's too late, oh, it's too late,for now I know, that hate
kills a man.
As a boyall the thoughts, that filled my mindwere as a boy.Then,
one day,Something in my childish mindwill be a strain.
Texas goodbye.
