Phoebe found me in the midnight sand, Phoebe found me alone Phoebe found me in the cross that lays on my heart, When the cabaret's been done
And she's been listening to the waverly blues, So we could walk into the sun And we've been waiting for these christened and callous hands, I've been waiting for the sound of guns
Phoebe found me in the midnight sand, Phoebe found me alone Phoebe found me in the cross that lays on my heart, When the cabaret's been done ~~~♫♫♫~~~
And I've been drinking to the weight of the news, As she would show me how to fly, I've been waiting in these lately-in-comfort hands, I've been waiting for the sound of guns
Phoebe found me in the midnight sand, Phoebe found me alone Phoebe found me in the cross that lays on my heart, When the cabaret's been done ~~~♫♫♫~~~
Phoebe found the gun Phoebe found the gun Phoebe found the gun Phoebe found the gun
And I've been drinking to the weight of the news, As she would show me how to hide, I've been cavalier with New York on my mind, I've been turning towards the light that blinds
Phoebe found me in the midnight sand, Phoebe found me alone Phoebe found me in the cross that lays on my heart, When the cabaret's been done
Phoebe found the gun Phoebe found the gun Phoebe found the gun Phoebe found the gunTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
