There was a cold December snow, On the streets and towns below, You stuck you name into the ground with me. But love, like all frigid things, We did melt away with ease, Washed away iniquities, We sailed out into the sea. Like a wave upon the shore, We rose up and crashed back down upon ourselves. And the words that fill our lips, Bitter shrieks and evil quips, Oh how they stain, oh they stain the ground below.
Like the horn that breaks the fog, I beat down here on my chest, love, like a drum. And you'll hear my growling voice, Once so silent, now I've got no goddamn choice. But to sing my bitter song Let the headwinds pull the tune out of my lungs And my voice it whimpers low Dearest lover, I don't know Should I stay, or should I go? Should I stay, or should I go? Should I stay, or should I go? Should I stay, or should I go? Should I stay, or should I go? Should I stay, or should I go? Should I stay, or should I go, go, go?
La, da, da, da, da, da, da La, da, da, da, da, da, da La, da, da, da, da, da, da La, da, da, da, da, da, da
And love like the autumn leaves Oh our fate, it was to die away with ease And my dear, in years to come, will you think of me with hate here or with love
And oh this house We built of stone It crumbles back To the earth below And I am done And you are done And we are gone And nothing's left here but this songTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
