Вершы: China Crisis. Age Old Need.

A pillow to rest my weary head
The end of a working day
The door to the dream left open
I won't be turned away

A winter coat for a wind so cold
The age of age old need
A town to live and call my own
A way and a will to succeed

Yes, I am lucky, yes, I am lucky
I'm a lucky man indeed
A town to live and call my own
A way and a will to succeed

I may search for happiness
And not know what it takes
And still be here a thousand years
And make the same mistakes

Yes, I am lucky, yes, I am lucky
I'm a lucky man indeed
A town to live and call my own
A way and a will to succeed