The Piccadilly trail
Inglese

Testo di The Piccadilly trail

AlbumThe Sound of the Style
Anno2003
GenereBossa Nova
Durata3:36
Lingua originaleInglese
Visualizzazioni369
AaLettura
Dimensione 18

Testo originale

EN
Traduzione non ancora disponibile. Mostriamo il testo originale.
What you asked for is what I gave No questions stopped at and nothing saved From my scarcity of presence to my rarely seen bed I took you in hoping that youd be a friend Now Im so scared of the weeks ahead What I dreamed of I saw in you I needed someone that I could trust too But you smashed down all my faith with your callous lies From the etching of daybreak to the canvas of moonlight And now Im so scared that your reveal whats mine The trail, you led me down Betrayal, you let me down The trail, Im so ashamed of you Now Im so scared of the weeks ahead From the silence Im lost here in my lonely room Tears are what brought you Now you brought gloom In the fading light of sun I hear my empty heart bloom Can you ever explain your need to cause me pain I hear the whispers in the soho cafes The poison gossip of the 10 p arcades Of looks and the stares of those who know Now their hateful eyes are the ones I close And Im so scared of the years ahead

Altro di The Style Council

The Style Council →

Testi correlati