Fordítás: Wallis Bird. Blossoms In The Street.
Feels like I'm sleeping in someone else's bed Cos I'm trouble today, but not for long So let's pack our bags and let's go to the desert And I'll bring
A sailor, a sailor did drown my heart because of your thunderous wave goodbye and i never saw you sleeping in your matching shoes so a part of me still
It was a brief mad affair A place where men don't dare But man has no place for me here In the distance there was fun In front of me there was none
Counting 1,2,3,4 Consequence can bear resemblance To a swinging door The way I?m acting is ridiculous Like a dog in heat ? following and sniffing your
I give up you've got your own place now ain't that the fact the trail of tears you're leaving behind I get drunk I lie awake in bed and I can't relax
Close your eyes, I see a tear commin' Now look away so I can kiss your face there's a light shining from your room I wanna follow it, so I can tell you
Do you remember Mannheim in September? We were in love We didn't know it Do you remember sleeping like a glove We finally kissed The world exploded
We're kissing the lips of strangers We're hugging whoever next we meet Oh life I love you to my bones When everything's short for listeners Take 'em
As i walked down my road i was greeted by strangers they were laughing so hard they exploded streams of colours from their mouths this is a meal of
Blood on my fingers blood in my chest you anticipate me wipe my fear in my vest i am a sugar girl made of sugar am i and so is my affliction that i'm
me To be with you like before What I like about time is it don't ask why What I like about love is it makes me cry What I like about the bird is she
thought I could never be surprised But could it be that I bit my own tongue Oh yeah, it's so hard to swallow when you're wrong A bird of paradise The
I thought I could never be surprised But could it be that I bit my own tongue Oh yeah, it's so hard to swallow when you're wrong A bird of paradise
me to be with you like before, What I like about time is it don't ask why, What I like about love is it makes me cry, What I like about the bird is she
