Well the red light fades and the Sun won't shine Try to chase those ghosts, from this heart of mine And the red town lady said she’d save me crying
Take me down where the people carry roses, Take me down where the street signs know me inside out
Well the cheap red wine is the kind I love the best Makes the days flash by in a magical mess And the red town lady, makes my soul confess Take me down with your money and your roses Take me down where the night comes crashing through the window
Look out boy, take a backseat and make them enjoy The sound, this hopeless mess Spend their money, watch them undress their soul And a furious fire, i'll be drinking and smoking in line And leave, in a jealous hurricane They won't forget your name
Carry me home, carry me home, carry me Won't somebody chase this pain from my door? I want you carry me home, carry me home, carry me Won't somebody chase this pain from my window? Carry me home, carry me home, carry me Won't somebody chase this pain from my door? I want you carry me home, carry me home, carry me Won't somebody chase this pain from my window? Carry me home, carry me home, carry me Won't somebody chase this pain from my window? Carry me home, carry me home, carry me Won't somebody chase this pain from my heart door?Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
