Autumn came around like a drifter to an on-ramp There were wet leaves floating in gutters full of rain Took to walking barefoot around town Melodies from grade school kicking in my brain
Saw you on the crosstown bus today, you were reading a magazine I turned my face away and I shut my eyes tight Dreamed about the flowers that hide from the light On dark hillsides in the hidden places
The brakes howled and the bus pulled up near my house And I got off at the corner Pulled my sleeves down over my hands, over my hands And I wished I was someone else and I wished it was warmer
And when I got home I thought about you Like a desperate policeman searching for clues And I almost passed out just then and I shut my eyes again Headed for the dark hillsides, in the hidden placesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
