Where love has died

If my years were less, if my shoes were new I'd pack my things and I'd leave you Hitch myself to some westbound train You'd never see me here again. If I could dream as I once could I'd be gone gone...

If my years were less if my shoes were new I'd pack my things and I'd leave you Hitch myself to some westbound train you'd never see me again If I could dream as I once could I'd be gone it'd good I...