Classics Songtext
von The Hunters

We walk the old road
Breathe the answer blowing in the wind
And modern love sounds so bad to our heads
Our eyes are still waiting
But nothing′s ever clear
Because these miles are draining still

We breathe
(We burn our lungs)
While this world sits
(Sits up goes)


And we could be wrong
(We could be wrong)
But they can't be right
We sacrifice our hearts
We keep promises for you and me
We keep promises for you and me
We could be wrong
(But they can′t be right)
We could be wrong
(But they can't be right)

How many roads are left to burn down
Burn down now
How many of their words can we still hear
Can we still hear

We still breathe
(We burn our lungs)
While this world sits
(Sits up goes)

We could be wrong
(We could be wrong)
But they can't be right
We sacrifice our hearts