Nenad Bach I Will Follow You
Too many leaders no one to follow
Too many clouds not enough rain
Too many words and promises, too hard to swallow
Too many innocents die in vain
I can tell you how it used to be
Let me write another melody
I can tell you how it used to feel
When we stood up for what we believed
So, I will follow you. I will follow you.
Too many bankers not enough money
If it wasn't serious, it would be funny
Too many artists not enough art
Too much marketing not enough heart.
I can tell you how it used to be
Let me write another melody
I can tell you how it used to feel
When artists stood up for what we believed
So, I will follow you. I will follow you.
Too many children not enough fathers
Too many clowns not enough laughter
Too many people, not enough souls
Not enough windows too many walls.
I can tell you how it used to be
Let me write another melody
I can tell you how it used to feel
When we stood up for what we believed
So, I will follow you. I will follow you.
