A diver in the back row She drowns in the background noise The ghost of a hundred and one sins that she has caused Fireworks and hero's to the stroke of a New Year, wall to wall A million more faces that she's never seen before She drinks to the man, sinks to the sand and then drinks to him once more She says, Í'll see you at the fishbowl looking for a lost god
She picks up her shoes and walks down through the parked cars Watches for the sharp stones daggers on the dark road where she leaves from Thinks back to the man, stops in her tracks and then, drinks to him once more She says 'I'll see you at the parish hall they'll be ringing their bells
She hears the sound of the breaks The taxi driver waits, as she turns once more to wave, goodbye She sees the look on his face and it all just slips away, It all just rips away 'Happy New Year Happy New Year
A kite in the back seat waiting for the strong winds to come Light on the luggage she brings so she doesn't get caught A little 'un'phased, a little bit much Seems so untouched when she falls, she says I'll be in the fishpond searching with the lost ones
She hears the sound of the breaks The taxi driver waits, as she turns once more to wave, goodbye She sees the look on his face and it all just slips away, It all just rips away 'Happy New Year
She hears the sound of the breaks The taxi driver waits, as she turns once more to wave, goodbye She sees the look on his face and it all just rips away, It all just slips away 'Happy New Year happy new yearTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
