Lady with your dogs, sitting in the doorway on TelegRalph Road What have you seen? What happened to you that leaves you this way?
You find yourself in Buckley The Golden Gate Bridge extents before your feet And it’s a complicated place, with hills and water and bridges too But nowhere for you
And I guess that San Francisco’s a lonely city And you lost your life somewhere Maybe on Broadway, maybe some other street And I guess that San Francisco’s a lonely city And you lost your life somewhere Maybe on Broadway, maybe some other street
And maybe it’s not this city that made you look this way Could’ve been Chicago, perhaps LA-LA-LA That left you sitting there
But tell me lady -with you history- There must be some roses or strange mysteries That bring you to this doorway, oh With only dogs for company
And I guess that San Francisco’s a lonely city And you lost your life somewhere Maybe on Broadway, maybe some other street And I guess that San Francisco’s a lonely city And you lost your life somewhereTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.