Testo di Beloved

Get on the turkish line You've never written a diamond under my door I'm through this door Sometimes it closes my eyes Sometimes it comes on time Some lies were hidden The sun shines in the son's heart Then flows the hat, then grows the red carpet Wasn't ready to Wasn't ready to be loved By you Almost a year ago, dreamin' alive Pushing those pills around I was dead, I was dead Climbing that road My grave is there My eyes are swamp again Wasn't ready to Wasn't ready to be loved By you Wasn't ready to be loved Wasn't ready to be loved By you