Tekster: Golden Earring. Eight Miles High. Everyday's Torture.

(G.Kooymans)

You're my everyday's torture
You're a burnin' light
When dark times surround me
You're my love, you're my fight

You're my everyday's torture
That's what no one denies
My spirit, my splendour
Did I loose, tell me why

I'm a man, know my destiny
But it seems, love is dead for me
I'm hung up on a woman's resolution
There's nothing left but a dream, an illusion
I'm a man, know my destiny
But it seems, love is dead for me
Free me, free me

I saw you powerful, I saw you happy
But I only lived for myself
God, I need you so badly
But I expect no help

You're my everyday's torture
The gun at my head
My everyday's torture
The knife at my chest

I'm a man, know my destiny
But it seems, love is dead for me
I'm hung up on a woman's resolution
There's nothing left but a dream, an illusion
I'm a man, know my destiny
But it seems, love is dead for me
Free me, free me