Testo Gone Gone Gone

No more room to roam. I have lost my hope. Stars have all gone in. Which way have I been? I'm too rich to learn and far to cold to burn. Gone gone are the days, I cried, when I could so easily have tried. Work, work, when instead I laughed and nothing now I have. Hoping much too long. My eyes are not so strong. I just cannot see what is right and wrong. Gone gone are the days, I cried, when I could so easily have tried. Work, work, when instead I laughed and nothing now I have. Ahh....