We may still have time, we might still get by Every time I think about it, I want to cry With bombs and the devil and the kids keep coming Nowhere to breathe easy, no time to be young But I tell...
(by Heart) If we still have time, we might still get by Every time I think about it, I wanna cry With bombs and the devil, and the kids keep comin' No way to breathe easy, no time to be young But I...