كلمات About Felix

She’s picking up the roses on his coffin How they met when they were children At only seventeen And I am asking myself Where would I be? Ten years from now Me and my lady You try to be good You buy what you see And heavenly, all suddenly Life gives you up Forget about Felix It’s hard to do Forget about Felix It haunts me too The rabbi reads the scriptures From an old book As I'm looking at his picture One of the last ones that she took And I'm walking back home Man, look at my feet Freezing in the winter cold One hundred and tenth street And I'm trying my best to learn what it means When suddenly, surprisingly Life gives you up Forget about Felix It’s hard to do Forget about Felix It haunts me too Forget about Felix It’s hard to do Forget about Felix It haunts me too