Well the traffic says its morning And the light that's in your room The radio is broken So you hum a Springsteen tune Oh you say you've not been sleeping Cos your heart keeps you awake And wonder how much longer This fade out is gonna take
Well here are your best laid plans There your ways and means You laid them there right at her feet Beside your truant dreams Oh I know a little bar Where they make bloody Mary's strong Let's raise a toast to ragged ghosts And loneliness and song Amen amen This one here's for you Cos love is either wild frontiers or automatic blue
Well here's to wine and flowers And a dance in Saint Marks square Echo's in Murano glass and perfume in her hair Oh but February's mist is thick And the road ahead is hard You thought you'd think of it forever Now it only makes you tired Amen amen This one here's for you Cos love is either wild frontiers or automatic blue Yeah love is either wild frontiers or automatic blue
The only time that you can see her Is when you close your eyes You put your phone back in the drawer And straighten your disguise Think of the colours of your children And the songs you give wings to The springs arrived and there's the sky It's automatic blue Automatic blue automatic blueTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
