Great Men With No Fear - Anyway

You waited
Steady on the ground
And I called you
I sighted
Many older faces
And some remain
Now I long
For you to be here
And I miss foxtrot late at night
It's for the lost
When I claimed
One step to four
You've done that day
All the cover's a wound
Anyway
You stole the last
When I climbed
Instead of creeping
Under my bed
Oh it's needless to cry
Anyway

Written by:
Frédéric Laval

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