Testo di Anne

Anne walks alone Past the Domino sugar factory She's as easy to know As a broken mystery Conversations are slow With herself in dead parking lots Hands not being held End up tying everything in knots And she's lonely You don't deserve what you've got Holy Father of the day-to-day If you keep such careful watch Tell me why is she just wasting away Being lonely Oh so lonely? Water under the bridge is never coming back