Cradle

It Is Just A Waiting Game
From The Cradle To The Grave
Who Will Die First
And Fade Away

Growing Up In A Place
Sheltered From The Rain
The Cold Wind Is Screaming
But Here You Are Safe
The Night Is Long
Danger Is Roaming The Streets
Behind These Four Walls
You Can Be Happy And Free

It Is Just A Waiting Game
From The Cradle To The Grave
Who Will Die First
And Fade Away

The Years Passed By
Oh It All Went So Fast
Life As You Knew It
Why Could It Not Last
Now You Feel So Naked
In A Harsh World
The Ones You Loved Are Gone
And The Memories Still Burn

It Is Just A Waiting Game
From The Cradle To The Grave
Who Will Die First
And Fade Away