كلمات Turntable

In the arms of a lover, in the arms of your son You lay your head heavy, you're the only one Won't you sit for a while? Won't you rest yourself? You know it ain't such a shame to have lost yourself You know it ain't such a shame to have lost yourself Three years and a bottle of cheap red wine All my sacred sins and all your dirty lies And I ride, and I ride, and I ride, and I ride Keep riding even when I don't know why Keep riding even when I don't know why She said, if my heart was a turntable And my belly was the speaker and my soul the needle Oh, she said, if my heart was a turntable And my belly was the speaker and my soul the needle Meet me in the garden by the flowers blue Where the trees stretch and wrap their arms around you And they fill you up til you don't know what to do On a winter's night when everything is new On a winter's night when everything is new She said, if my heart was a turntable And my belly was the speaker and my soul the needle Oh, she said, if my heart was a turntable And my belly was the speaker and my soul the needle