Lyrics A 60's Troubadour - Kraków Loves Adana

A 60's Troubadour

Your eyes so wild
Your lips cold and closed
And with your cigarette
You might revive the fire
But love was always a fragile kind of truth
Life was always a fragile time for you
Floating speech
Except the words we need
And with some time
There might return the fire
But love was always a fragile kind of truth
Life was always a fragile time for you