Žodžiai dainai: La Strada. Baptism.

i have to go
i have to go

the train has left the station
i have to go

it's time to go now
no need for tears
this game we've played
a hundred years
a drink to remembrance
from a dusty glass
then out of the bar
and into the snow


you may call it sudden
you may call it mundane
this road i must walk down
has only one lane
i'll leave my slow town
and you behind
and get to the river
to wait in line
for my baptism