fireside
jerricco
Things we said, things we've done Now you're dead, now you're gone And I believed in you Why can't I complain on you, Lord? Why can't I complain on you, Lord? Why can't I complain on you no more? Now you're free from your sore More to me than before And I believed in you ?til the end Things we said, things we've done Now you're dead, now you're gone And I believed in you ?til the end Why can't I complain on you, Lord? Why can't I complain on you, Lord? Why can't I complain on you no more? Why can't I complain on you, Lord? Why can't I complain on you, Lord? Why can't I complain on you no more?