Текст песни On the Line - Fernando Ortega
He
wakes
up
worried,
Something's
always
wrong,
He
can't
remember,
He
goes
on
and
on,
On
and
on.
He
gets
confused,
Holds
his
head
in
his
hands,
Willful
and
afraid,
But
he's
still
a
man,
Still
a
man.
He's
alone,
Frail
and
thin
We
listen,
but
fail
him.
Out
of
time,
We're
running
out
of
time,
And
old
life
on
the
line,
Old
life
on
the
line.
He
lost
most
everyone
He
ever
loved
His
mother,
His
Father,
His
only
Son,
His
only
son.
He
holds
onto
things
Stamps
and
coins,
He
holds
onto
no
one
And
hides
his
mail
Like
a
broken
boy.
He
believes
in
no
one
for
too
long.
He
needs
attention,
so
many
demands,
So
sentimental,
a
bitter
man
A
bitter
man.
1 This Good Day
2 Old Girl
3 Lonely Road
4 On the Line
5 Pass Me Not
6 No One Else
7 Virginia Rose
8 Prayer for Home
9 Beyond the Sky
10 Winter Song
11 Give Me Jesus
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