Do you see them coming through fields of snow? Do you see them riding through fields of snow? One rides for a woman who has no name One rides for a king And one just rides and rides and rides and rides For the girl in the swing
They race like phantoms in the Belmont light You see them follow the Belmont light They ride through places where the walls are white Where the noble voices of women sing A brace of thanks and silent night And a song for the girl in the swing
Well, you just asked me do I know what love is Well, sure I know, sure I know what love is It's the thief of sleep, a boy and his dog A red rubber ball, these old foolish things A rain that falls a long, long way from home It lives in the girl in the swing! It lives in the girl in the swing...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
