Out Of Control

Out Of Control
Monday morning
Eighteen years of dawning
I say how long
You say how long
It was one dull morning
Woke the world with bawling
I was so sad (so sad)
It was so bad

I was of a feeling it was out of control
I had the opinion it was out of control
Boys and girls
Go to the school and girls
They make children
Not like this one
I was of a feeling it was out of control
I had the opinion it was out of control
I was of a feeling it was out of control
I had the opinion it was out of control
(Out of control)
I fought fate
There's blood on the garden gate
The man said childhood
It's in his childhood
One day I'll die
The choice will not be mine
Will it be too late
You can't fight it
I was of a feeling it was out of control
I had the opinion it was out of control
La canción 'Out Of Control' de U2 nos sumerge en un lunes por la mañana, con dieciocho años de amanecer presentes. Un sentimiento de incertidumbre se apodera de la letra, mientras se cuestiona cuánto tiempo ha pasado...