ZANG TUUMB TUM DISCOGRAPHY “…or the imagination”

Wounded


So who can you blame
For the things he’s done
Makes you wonder

Though it’s over now
You’re still hanging on
Don’t look back

Did you come undone
Were you held ransom
It’s over now

Now I’ve gone to a place
Where the rain won’t fall and the sun won’t shine
To a land dark and strange
Where the seasons don’t change and words hardly rhyme
For your pride I’m paying
Like a prisoner I’m serving my time
Still I wait for the day that I’m free

Did he let you down
Did he make you hurt
You’re still bleeding

Did he trade your love
For another heart
Don’t go home

Did he turn your dream
Into a nightmare
Don’t look back

Now I’ve gone to a place
Where the rain won’t fall and the sun won’t shine
To a land dark and strange
Where the seasons don’t change and words hardly rhyme
For your pride I’m paying
Like a prisoner I’m serving my time
Still I wait for the day
When the rain will fall and the sun will shine
As the night draws in
And your shadow is gathering over me now
Still I wait and I pray
And I wait ‘til I’m free
From your memory
From your memory
Your memory

Credit: Transcribed by zttaat.com.