Besedila: Cash Roseanne. Black Cadillac. Like A Wave.

My memory is filling with smoke
it's such a relief not to know
and except for the body and soul
there's nothing here I want to own

I gave my love and it rolls like a wave
back through my history
on past the grave

My taxi is waiting outside
the show will begin right on time

you are still writing your lives
but I will not open my eyes
I gave my love and it rolls like waves
back through my history
on past the grave
I gave my love and it rolls like a wave
back through my history
on past the grave