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Wild Days by Fool's Gardenالقصائد الغناءيه -текстове на песни -texty -paroles -στίχοι -गीतletras -songteksten -тексты песен -versuri -tekst utworu -testi -the text of the song - - نص الاغنيةтекста на песента -tekst pjesme -text písně -teksten til sangen -teksti, laulu -le texte de la chanson -το κείμενο του τραγουδιού -पाठ के गीतEl texto de la canción -de tekst van het lied -der Text des Liedes -teksten til sangen -o texto da canção -Текст песни -textul de la piesa -Texten till låten -il testo della canzone

Wild Days by Fool's Garden

The sky's blue, the water's blue too, my baby's walkin' away.
Out of the blue - into a fuckin' day.
She feels good and she feels sorry for me,
she tells me "honey don't worry" but I am so confused,
my baby's walkin', walkin' away. It don't mean nothing to me.
You don't mean nothing to me - stay! And think about the

Wild, wild days. Don't you feel like I feel?
About the Wild, wild days. Is it a dream is it real?
About the Wild, wild days.

Sittin' in the middle of a battlefield, my baby is walkin' away.
All the wounds that could have been healed
- but my baby is walkin' away. I brought you flowers,
I buttered your bread, I washed your car. Don't you remember
you said that you would love me 'till the end? And now you're
walkin' away, walking away. It don't mean nothing to me.
You don't mean nothing to me - stay! And think about the

Wild, wild days. Don't you feel like I feel?
About the wild, wild days. Is it a dream is it real?
About the Wild, wild days.

It's too late,
it's time for you to wake up.
She don't need flowers,
only diamonds and make-up,
so sorry but now she's on my mind,
all mine.

Talk!

About the
Wild, wild days. Don't you feel like I feel?
About the Wild, wild days. Is it a dream is it real?
About the Wild, wild days.

Talk!

About the
Wild, wild days. Don't you feel like I feel?
About the Wild, wild days. Is it a dream is it real?
About the Wild, wild days.

Don't steal yourself away.
Oh no.

Writer : HINKEL, VOLKER/FREUDENTHALER, PETER
Copyright : Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing