paroles de chanson Four Years of Silence - Embee feat. Nikola Sarcevic

The sun goes down yet another day
There′s still no sign of the runaway
Four years of silence, not a sound

He's not a fugitive, a crook, but a simple guy
Not a top ten wanted by the FBI
I bet if he was, he would be found

Blue eyes, complexion wide
Thin built yeah his race is white
No scars or marks on him are known

The sun goes down yet another day
There′s still no sign of the runaway
Oh how I miss having him around

He's not a criminal, a crook, but a simple guy
Not a top ten wanted by the FBI
I bet if he was, he would be found

'Cause everywhere I look there are cops around
When my mind gets on it
My mind gets on
Life′s hard to cope

Yeah when my mind gets on it
I′m about to lose the last of hope
So I keep my mind off
Almost all the time
To deny this let-down

The sun goes down yet another day
There's still no sign of the runaway
Oh how I miss having him around

He′s not a criminal, a crook, but a simple guy
Not a top ten wanted by the FBI
I bet if he was, he would be found

And in my dreams, he still is rambling round