It's the end of an evening The bar's propping me up A pair of empty pockets Is the only thing I've got
The sounds I make are hollow The words don't come out right The clock turns into tomorrow But it feels just like tonight
Tears I didn't show Where did they go Into my dreaming sleeping soul
They file out in slow motion Lines wounded soldiers make They're happy in oblivion But I am wide awake
And all the drink inside me Don't still my shaking hands I see everything around me But I still don't understand
Tears I didn't show How could I know Into my dreaming sleeping soul
Well you know I'll come around You can't keep a fool heart And I'll smile and shake it off When you're had enough
Tears I didn't show Couldn't let go Inside my dreaming sleeping soul Caught in my dreaming sleeping soul Caught in my dreaming sleeping soulTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
