Glass piano play slow jazz To the magic of her youth The songs she heard on the radio When she was looking for the truth A smoky cafe, and the dream began The music would swing and sway A dance in motion would catch in her eye What sorrow could not say
Well I can't tell you, it would make a difference I can't say, I know how to explain When the sun comes through in the morning It'll dry your tears away I can understand your sense of desperation I can understand why you hold it inside The rain will come down to wash away on the street What sorrow cannot sayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
