No one is with me I'm here by the window It's later than i'd like to know No one comes calling The scenery's whistling I know that somewhere there's snow
And all your addresses Are scribbled in notebooks All of your numbers They make me feel sick and so slow
And snow it comes rarely like letters in wartime Someone is calling your name But I will not answer for I am a-sleeping And you will be gone when I wake
Nobody listens for all the retrievers I have these suspicions All scribbled in notebooks And nobody listens to all of your speeches I have these suspicions It screams in my sleep at the doorTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
