Текст песни «Days of Thunder»

Love is a setting sun Is a smoking gun Is a 4 letter word I hope it hurts Love is a fatal flaw Is a broken jaw Is a burning bridge Move your hips And the ghost of the boulevard Littered with lonely hearts The city like a graveyard Once was a postcard When you lose your wonder And you can't remember When we were living In the days of thunder Living in the days of thunder [x3] Living in the days of… Love was a dream to have Was a king-size bed Was an escape plan Was an open hand Now it's a dog from hell It's a dream you sell It's an epitaph It's photograph And the ghost of the boulevard Littered with lonely hearts The city like a graveyard Once was a postcard When you lose your wonder And you can't remember When we were living In the days of thunder Living in the days of thunder [x3] Living in the days of…