Tekster: Chicago. Stone Of Sisyphus. All The Years.

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You ask me what I think,
I tell you you ignore it.
The reasons for it make me crazy.
You ask me what is right,
Huh, you never hear it.
You're never nowhere near it baby.
I spent my life believing,
It would not end this way.

All the years we wasted
All the years we tried
All the restless hours
All the times we cried.

You ask me what I want,
I got no answer.
I know I'm only dancing faster.
So now we're stuck with us,
With you and all your stories.
Who's the fool and who'd the liar.
I spent my life believing
It would not end this way.

All the years we wasted
All the years we tried.
All the restless hours.
All the times we cried.
All the years we gambled.
All the years you lied.
All the hopeless dreamers.
All the dreams that died