When the cock crows And the wind blows And the primrose of dawn Is at your windows Moving through the deep You chase dreams across your sleep Scarecrows, waiting at your door
In the last days of the century Leaning from your balcony You said this is how its meant to be Can't you feel it in the air See that light come shining down All the way to Chinatown See it shine from miles around Reflecting everywhere
You wore black clothes You quoted Shakespeare You know I still get this shakes When you get this near You look like a still from Cecil B. DeMille When I saw you waiting at my door
In the last days of the century Leaning from y our balcony You say changes come so rapidly You can feel them in the air See that light come shining down All the way to Chinatown See it shine from miles around Reflecting everywere
In the last days of the century Leaning from your balcony You said this is how it's meant to be Can't you feel it in the air See that light come shining down All the way to Chinatown See it shine from miles around Reflecting everywereTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
