In the centre of Ceymon city do you know what I mean? living alone in a dark room on a side walk in the bar where I see down sea. I was thinking about the good times and the words of my uncle John but this promise should be wrong,
so I sing a song: Desperation... Desperation, Desperation... And got no bread do you know what I mean? woman in black never sing only dreams of a woman in love with me. I was thinking about the good times and the kiss of my mountain girl I was sure I was doing well in the grass with my old cow girl. But I live in the Ceymon city with the damp running down the wall I don't think I can loose much more no, I'm sure I can't loose much more
'cause I've already lost a war I remember, I remember And I remember, I remember I don't remember... But I live in Ceymon city with the damp runnig down the wall I don't think I can loose much more no, I'm sure I can't loose much more 'cause I've already lost a war I remember, I remember I was thinking about the good times... Desperation...