Lay me on my back a little and put my hat on my head I want to sleep out with the stars, not in the dark with the dead When I’m ready I’ll give you the sign, you can gather me up like a quilt Tell my mother I tried, tell my cousin I lied; I was holding your hand out of guilt
They never paid my way – I bought it I never stole your heart – I sought it I never knew my place anyway
Cover me up with a thousand whispers and shuffle me into the night Whistle and hum to the traffic rum, calling us closer to the edge of the light Tell me tales that win my faith and be my champion of dreams I don’t want to forget the day I left for America and things came apart at the seamsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
