Looking down on empty streets, all she can see Are the dreams all made solid Are the dreams all made real
All of the buildings and, all of those cars Were once just a dream In somebody's head
She pictures the broken glass, pictures the steam She pictures a soul With no leak at the seam
Lets take the boat out Wait until darkness Let's take the boat out Wait until darkness comes
Nowhere in the corridors of pale green and grey Nowhere in the suburbs In the cold light of day
There in the midst of it so alive and alone Words support like bone
Dreaming of Mercy St. Wear your inside out Dreaming of mercy In your daddy's arms again Dreaming of Mercy St. 'Swear they moved that sign Dreaming of mercy In your daddy's arms
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Pulling out the papers from drawers that slide smooth Tugging at the darkness, word upon word
Confessing all the secret things in the warm velvet box To the priest - the doctor He can handle the shocks
Dreaming of the tenderness - the tremble in the hips Of kissing Mary's lips
Dreaming of Mercy St. Wear your inside out Dreaming of mercy In your daddy's arms again Dreaming of Mercy St. 'Swear they moved that sign Looking for mercy In your daddy's arms
Looking for mercy Looking for mercy Looking for mercy ~~~♫♫♫~~~ Anne, with her father is out in the boat Riding the water Riding the waves on the seaTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
