Текст песни Pretty Lady of Circumstances

They say she's coming back again Falling from the sky With her yellow distorted air And her freedom eyes Running out for to see her hands Gathering their souls I don't care about them anyway I don't wanna go I'll stay in my room all day long Listening to Pink Floyd sing of an eiderdown What it means I don't know Watch them go... again Pretty lady of circumstances Come on home Lights wont follow you anywhere Now your song is old Aren't you tired of living this way ? Taking your clothes off Wearing them back again ... Don't you want to exchange you ways For something else ? So change