You didn't know you couldn't stand to watch it all slip through your hands The wayward angel, your promised land, that burned to the ground Stone drunk on Halloween, it shivers like some *** When a call comes from your balcony But no ones around So pick your fight, break down the door Endless nights, waging war against yourself on the bathroom floor spilling it out
Now I'm on the bed My hair's undone My face is wet Her face is warm From empty years and bitter scorn And a Victorian love Now I don't wanna cause you grief I don't wanna take the lead Little girl all I wanna see is you getting off Quenching thirst and heavy breath Naked as the night we met You left it up to me I guess But I'm slow on the draw
So while the poor boys sit lonesome at the last call And the shy ones stare down at their toes I'll make way for that woman A mean kingdom coming I get tired walking these streets of gold And I'll call her my bridge city rose Yeah, I'll call her my bridge city rose
The garden on her window sill Her crystal moons and family stills Job on treasures beatnik thrills And blood red mauled wine The sweet hanging overhead With books I bought but never read Can I lay low here? Can I stop instead? And stay for awhile?
Cuz I can't love last time I wasn't drawn in neon lights Come drink up the waters fine And I wish we had it all But before you yourself torn between lovers Or stuck wearing yesterdays clothes Let's make way for that lady and her sweet spirit breaking find glass against any old stone Yeah, I called her my bridge city rose Yeah, I called her my bridge city roseTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
