Pin your name upon my sweater And walk with me to the launderette We'll watch my socks play tag together Hear the buttons sing, see the moon's ascent I'll say your hair has grown much longer But I think that you should keep it that way Oh it's so fine here in September When the river's red, and the sky's dove grey... Two dollar psychic around my corner I'll say 'Did you see me coming?' But I guess she's heard that one before And in her deck, there lives a viper And a prince with lions and unshared troubles at his door Well, I know death, it's a foreign country It left me breathless, it left me rich and made me poor And I have made myself an island - But I don't mind if you come ashore And here is my letter, like I promised from New YorkTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
