Play me Old King Cole That I may join with you All your hearts now seem so far from me It hardly seems to matter now
And the nurse will tell you lies Of a kingdom beyond the skies But I am lost within this half-world It hardly seems to matter now
Play me my song Here it comes again Play me my song Here it comes again
Just a little bit Just a little bit more time Time left to live out my life
Play me my song Here it comes again Play me my song Here it comes again
Old King Cole was a merry old soul And a merry old soul was he So he called for his pipe And he called for his bowl And he called for his fiddlers three
The clock, tick tock On the mantelpiece And I want And I feel And I know And I touch The wall...
She's a lady, she's got time Brush back your hair And let me get to know your face
She's a lady, she is mine Brush back your hair And let me get to know your flesh
I've been waiting here for so long And all the time that passed me by It doesn't seem to matter now
You stand there with your fixed expression Casting doubt on all I have to say Why don't you touch me, touch me Why don't you touch me, touch me Touch me now, now, now, now, now Now, now, now, now, now Now, now, now, now, now Now, now, now, now, now ...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
