Outside the motel sign Flickers deep red As shadows start to creep I cannot sleep
Oh, won't you come to me My darling rose There's a spectre in our bed And I must know
So strange when love grows old Strange love is cold My hands grow possessed I will have my vengeance yet
Return your dress to me The one undressed Her wedding band spins Across the floor
The desert's full of eyes And snarling teeth Time has no place Where there is no sleep
So strange when love grows old Strange love is cold My hands grow possessed I will have my vengeance yet
There's no ghost in her eyes And I die So through the dusty weeds I drag, I drag
So strange when love grows old Strange love is cold My hands grow possessed I will have my vengeance yet
There's strange love in the desert There's a stranger in the dust There's strange love in the desert There's a stranger in the dustTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
