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• Artiste: Marc Almond
• Titre: The Frost Comes Tomorrow
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Weary of life you retired from the world The voice in your soul that cried follow (follow) Told you of treasures of silver and gold Locked up in an heart that seemed hollow (hollow) Secretly yearning to open the gate To escape from your hurt and your sorrow (sorrow) Painfully learning the cost of experience Comes with the frost of tomorrow You were always in a world of your own At night leaving out food for the angels (angels) You tried hard to capture them like little birds You would keep them in cages forever and ever Frightened by all that seemed golden and pure causing All around you hurt and sorrow (sorrow) Painfully learning the cost of experience Comes with the frost of tomorrow Resisting temptaion to unlock your heart Living all of the time you could borrow (borrow) Afraid to be free in a world without freedom A life spent from to shadow to shadow (to shadow) Once back in time in a white house of dreams You hid all of your hurt and your sorrow (sorrow) Painfully learning the cost of experience Comes with the frost of tomorrow Though you search all your life for what Lay in your heart And the treasure The pleasure you follow Painfully learning the cost of experience Comes with the frost of tomorrow Tomorrow, tomorrow The cost comes tomorrow Tomorrow, tomorrow You're learning tomorrow Painfully learning the cost of experience Comes with the frost of tomorrow