Everyday’s Torture (G. Kooymans) 1969 Eight Miles High

Everyday’s torture, you are a burnin’ light
When dark times surround me, you’re my love, you’re my fight
You’re my everyday’s torture, that’s what no one denies
My splendour did I lose, tell me why

I’m a man, know my destiny, but it seems love is dead for me
I’m hung up, hung up on a woman’s resolution, there’s nothing left but a dream, an illusion
I’m a man, know my destiny, but it seems love is dead for me
Free me, free me

I saw you powerful, I saw you happy, but I only lived for myself
God I need you so badly, expect no help
You’re my everyday’s torture, the gun at my head
My everyday’s torture, the knife at my chest

I’m a man, know my destiny, but it seems love is dead for me
I’m hung up, hung up on a woman’s resolution, there’s nothing left but a dream, an illusion
I’m a man, know my destiny, but it seems love is dead for me
Free me, free me

I’m a man, know my destiny, but it seems love is dead for me
I’m hung up, hung up on a woman’s resolution, there’s nothing left but a dream, an illusion
I’m a man, know my destiny, but it seems love is dead for me
Free me, free me

Babe, why did I have to turn away, to run away
I just can’t say what I feel, just what I feel
It is so unreal, so unreal

You’re my everyday’s torture, you’re a burnin’ light
When the dark times surround me, you’re my love, you’re my fight
You’re my everyday’s torture, the gun at my head
My everyday’s torture, the knife at my chest

I’m a man, know my destiny, but it seems love is dead for me
I’m hung up, hung up on a woman’s resolution, there’s nothing left but a dream, an illusion
I’m a man, know my destiny, but it seems love is dead for me
Free me, free me, free me, free me