Tin Angel - Bob Dylan (by michido)
I most admit - he is getting good in the winter of his life :)
He came to a place where the light was dull
His forehead pounding in his skull
Heavy heart was racked with pain
Insomnia raging in his brain
Tin Angel - Bob Dylan (by michido)
I most admit - he is getting good in the winter of his life :)
He came to a place where the light was dull
His forehead pounding in his skull
Heavy heart was racked with pain
Insomnia raging in his brain
