Diamonds, roses, I need Moses. To cross this sea of loneliness, part this red river of pain. I don't necessarily buy any key to the future or happiness.
We were drinking like the irish. but we were drinking scotch. bartender turned on a movie. everybody turned to watch. and every single eye was gleaming.
Diamonds, roses, I need Moses. To cross this sea of loneliness, part this red river of pain. I don't necessarily buy any key to the future or happiness.