Mike Oldfield (celým jménem Michael Gordon Oldfield) se narodil 15. května 1953 ve městě Reading v hrabství Berkshire v Anglii. Jeho otec Raymond Henry Oldfield byl uznávaným doktorem, matka Maureen Bernadine Oldfield, rozená Liston, pocházela z...

Píseň: Hostage

Interpret:
Mike Oldfield
Album:
Earth Moving
You can't speak, you can't sleep
You daren't move, you're confused
You'r never talk, you can't walk
you can't feel, you're not real.


If I open my eyes, just far enough
I can see what you're doing
Go on fight to the end, it's tough enough
When you're on the road to ruin. Yeah.


You're a hostage of the hear!
Twisted round the smallest finger
Two burning eyes tearing your apart
Turn your soul into a cinder.


There's no rest, you're possessed
You can't leave, you can't breathe
The door slams, your head hangs
Your blank stare, you don't care


If you open your eyes just far enough
Youn can see the street lamps flicker
Go on fight to the end it's tough enough.
When you know the end is bitter.


You're a hostage of the hear!
Twisted round the smallest finger
Two burning eyes tearing your apart
Turn your soul into a cinder.


You're numbers up, you're eyes shut
You're on the brink, you can't think
You wanna run, but you're stunned
You can't lie, you don't try.


If I open my eyes look hard enough
I see the blue light flashing
Go on fight to the end, it's tough enough
Riding on the road to ashes.


You're a hostage of the hear!
Twisted round the smallest finger
Two burning eyes tearing your apart
Turn your soul into a cinder.


You're a hostage of the hear!
Twisted round the smallest finger
Two burning eyes tearing your apart
Turn your soul into a cinder.


You're a hostage of the hear!
Twisted round the smallest finger
Two burning eyes tearing your apart
Turn your soul into a cinder.