He got me silk roses 'Cause they don't die in the desert But they don't smell like lilac And they don't feel like the real thing
And when there is water They don't grow, they don't flourish They just sit by my window Looking slightly discoloured
And I'd rather have nothing In that window by that wall Than something that reminds me There's nothing real at all
Yeah I'd rather have nothing In that window by that wall Than something that reminds me There's nothing real at all
No rainbows in the dеsert It's just not that kind of weather hеre No miracles, just mirages To hide the widescreen endlessness
We thank the moon and we thank the stars 'Cause we watch them every evening And I used to enjoy poetry When I had something to believe in
And I'd rather have nothing In that window by that wall Than something that reminds me There's nothing real at all
Yeah I'd rather have nothing In that window by that wall Than something that reminds me There's nothing real at all
And I'd rather have nothing In that window by that wall Than something that reminds me There's nothing real at all
Yeah I'd rather have nothing In that window by that wall Than something that reminds me There's nothing real at all
And I'd rather have nothing In that window by that wall Than something that reminds me There's nothing real at all
Yeah I'd rather have nothing In that window by that wall Than something that reminds me There's nothing real at all Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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