I guess you're never gonna come back for me, ma With a suitcase of pretty dresses and shoes One for you and one for me, ma And perfume for the ladies looking after me too There was a chair beside the door I wished you'd walk through Wearing your sad eyes and frown You'd stand beside me and we'd wind the Victrola And sing along together Make the sweetest sounds
I used to think it might be who I am Maybe who I am wasn't right And I'd wonder if you missed me the same way Lonely day after lonely night But I know you must've had a good reason You had a good reason, alright
I guess you're gonna never see me a-shining All the lines of people winding around the block The world is mine, and it's a microphone in my hand Singing with a band, ma, the toast of the town Sometimes I think I see you out there a-smiling Your pretty sad eyes singing along And all at once I'm a bird with no ceiling A voice and a feeling like I'll never come down
I used to think it might be who I am Maybe who I am wasn't right And I'd wonder if you missed me the same way Lonely day after lonely night But I know you must've had a good reason You had a good reason, alrightTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
