by Eric Clapton and Marcy Levy
I was a child born so free;
It seems that time has put age on me.
And when I grow old, will I once again find
All of those sweet, innocent times?
I was a child born without fear;
It seems that time has placed me here.
With no freedom to laugh, there's more reason to cry.
I really miss those innocent times.
I used to feel joy in my soul,
But now my sorrow has taken control.
As I look around I pray, Lord be kind;
Just one more taste of those innocent times.
As I look around I pray, Lord be kind;
Just one more taste of those innocent times,
Just one more taste of those innocent times.
1 | Before You Accuse Me |
2 | Blues Before Sunrise |
3 | Watch Out For Lucy |
4 | Cocaine |
5 | Blues Power |
6 | Black Summer Rain |
7 | Bad Love |
8 | Breaking Point |
9 | Blues Leave Me Alone |
10 | Bell Bottom Blues |