Days of sunshine, tears in rain,
precious memories of days gone by.
Eyes of darkness, feeling pain.
All the time that we had.
When all that´s left is a photograph,
someone's golden moment in the sun.
Doing what had to be done,
living under the gun.
Under the gun
Under the gun
Under the gun
When the streets are dark and bare
not a sign come from anywhere
in the alley, on the stairs
you call and I will be there
When no one else seem to care,
living under the gun.
Under the gun
Under the gun
Under the gun