She was standin' near the railroad track when she first flagged me down I was drivin' outta town All alone
Her face held every feelin' in but her eyes gave her away One look and you would say No way home
Walkin' through an airport lounge Somewhere way off in Spain Through a scratchy intercom it came Loud and clear...
You're worn and used and you can't talk Your flight has been postponed, now you must walk Straight up that hill––now you must push your own rock
The iceburg cut into the hull while the captain rang the bell How he went down, who could tell Cold as ice
Beneath the waves the ocean liner sank into the sand You still could hear the band Auld Lang Syne Out in space their orbit then just started to decay She was burnin' up the atmosphere Burn away
You're worn and used and you can't talk Your flight has been postponed, now you must walk Straight up that hill––now you must push your own rockTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
