She sailed in a coffee-cup Life at sea can be tough She smiled at the other shore looking for something more
But as she got nearer she found a mirror that made her superfluous nature clear The girl that's been there before
And I feel I'm being followed, when I'm following her And I fear I do not follow - your train of thought has missed my station time and again When they explain to me the things I ought to find self-evident
How she reminds me of me How I should feel so lovely How I should never hate the spitting image of myself.
So I found me a new home among the arms of stone In a land where the men grow tall they rise, and they never fall
But I still loved those rock and roll boys who keep their altitude whenever they get close If they can fit my rubber slipper, why can't I fit their clothes?
And I feel I'm being followed, when I'm following them And I fear I do not follow - your train of thought has missed my station time and again When they explain to me the things I ought to find self-evident
How he reminds me of me How I should feel so lovely How I should never hate the spitting image of myself.
Tell me where you're going, I can pick another road.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
