Lilacs blossom just as sweet Now my heart is shattered If I bowled it down the street Who's to say it mattered If there's one that rode away What would I be missing Lips that taste of tears, they say Are the best for kissing Eyes that watch the morning star Seem a little brighter Arms held out to darkness are Usually whiter Shall I bar the strolling guest Bind my brow with willow When, they say, the empty breast Is the softer pillow That a heart falls tinkling down Never think it ceases Every likely girl in town Gathers up the pieces If there's one gone whistling by Would I let it grieve me Let her wonder if I lie Let her half believe meTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
