sitting in the bar last night
i was sitting and up comes a guy
who told me he could study the heart
of anyone who wanted to try
do you wish that life could kill
do you wish that life could kill
you look like and feel like homicide
fire in my soul will
save you fire in my soul
will save you tell them your salvation has begun no no no
... loving chabging i find you in depths of doubt your stone
smile needs rescuing
and now your broken heart
my soul is going to set you free no no no...
loving changing
My only one
It's been just a few short days
But I can't stop the tears
Or the lip-biting
Touching myself
Like you always used to do
Catching a whiff of your lovely scent
On an old sweater
But here again, the sky is falling on me
And there's less reflected hope in the sun
It's just so hard, so hard to sleep and wake up
When your name keeps bouncing
And echoing at me off the walls
Oh these damn days, these so long
So long lonley days
They keep on sending me
Awful pictures
Gotta just sleep in
Pretend, pretend not to see
Tomorrow at last
We'll go to the river
My only one
It's time to finish this
Keep holding my snapshot
Close to your heart
I am the water that once touches your rough hand
And lingers for all time a soft reminder
Za mądra dla głupich
A dla mądrych zbyt głupia
Zbyt ładna dla brzydkich
A dla ładnych za brzydka
Za gruba dla chudych
A dla grubych za chuda
Za łatwa dla trudnych
A dla łatwych za trudna
Zbyt czysta dla brudnych
A dla czystych za brudna
Zbyt szczecińska dla Warszawy
A dla Szczecina zbyt warszawska
Spróbuj się domyślić gdzie to mam?
No gdzie?
Dokładnie tam
Właśnie tam
Pan wygrał bon
A pani Fiat