From the top of the bus She thought she saw him wave She saw Tuesdays and forgetfulness And a little money saved Does she know, I don't know But from here I can tell That it would try the patience of angels It would try the patience of angels, angels
And you know something's wrong When the morning hurts your eyes And the baby won't stop crying You'll be waiting till you die Would I be any good And if I was would I find That it would try the patience of angels It would try the patience of angels
There's a door in a wall in a house in a street In a town where no-one knows her name She's the patience of angels Does she know, I don't know But from here I can tell There's a door in a wall in a house in a street In a town where no-one knows her name (There's a door) theres a door (in a wall) in a wall (in a house) in a house (in a street) in a street (in a town) where no-one knows her name She's the patience of angels The patience of angels It would try the patience of angels It would try the patience of angels It would try the patience of angels It would try the patience of angels, oh angels Ooh angels, oh angels, angels. Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
