Hello old lovers of mine, my little boy wishes of fortune’s kisses Now dreams cast aside In the fading light your crown of thorns becomes a halo of branching horns And yet so beautiful I see you gently swaying in a sea of seesaws Slumming in the shack Tony built last year I know you’ll be holding court with jackdaws Crying when nobody ever sees your tears When no-one sees your tears What used to fly us from here to the stratosphere What became of our passion Is there no-one who cares Hear the soft minor key of the one time me Still the acrobat with my heart on my sleeve And it’s so beautiful I see you gently swaying in a sea of seesaws… Out back where the gates are closed Like a pitiful skeleton pose We held our first line of defence Saw our likeness and it made no sense Like toy soldiers in the muck and dirt Salvation in your every word Lost in the fray of everyday I see you gently swaying in a sea of seesaws… You’re still fighting, I see, like a modern day Bruce Lee Standing proud in this parodyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
