Vintage Caravan (The)

Dark Times
You come along and take the wind out of my sails Up high your clouds appear and set me up to fail Right back I fall for your tricks and I know it won't be long This was the last straw and I won't come back Dark times and I go around the bend And i'll try to cast it aside Dark times and I go around the bend Oh no You see clearly what you're, doing to me I can't go on like this, I need to be free I do things i'd never do because of circumstance I'm begging you please, please I just want peace Dark times and I go around the bend And I'll try to cast it aside Dark times and I go around the bend Oh no From Letras Mania