The Original کے بول

Well it seems she'll play the same old piece to play along Because the audience never listened to her mermaid song That temptation was a sunny isle where all that lives is dead Don't choose its shadows to make your bed Behind that painted lady, there's a masterpiece Oh, behind the painted lady, she's a masterpiece Oh, but she doesn't care to think so no She hasn't got belief That's what she's wearing over her face Singing, oh! Take me back to me Oh! The original me Oh! Take me back to me The original me And when the sun descends she'll be the swan song silhouette And even down the road she'll be the last to leave your head And you'll feel like your marooned upon that sunny isle instead Don't choose its shadows to make your bed Oh! Take me back to me Oh! The original me Oh! Take me back to me The original me