I was fishing for emotion In the sea of loneliness I was wishing for the motion And the waves of tenderness I was walking down a dark street In the city of the dead When I saw you in a café And your hair was henna-red
You were crying crystal crimson Tear into your glass The patron he was sleeping Waiting for the time to pass I wondered was I dreaming For you did not hear me call The I saw the flas of fusion And a distant city fall
The café it was empty As the Sun began to sinc There were memories in my coffee And almost took a drink When I woke up I was singing And the words came clear and fair There beside me you were breathing (in the gentle) In the gentle morning air (in the gentle) In the gentle morning air (in the gentle)...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.