Was that your face Walking down 5th Street? It was on your head But it was looking at your feet Your steely eyes The meanest blue Betrayed a bit of darkness inside you
Baby what's wrong? (I'm afraid to ask you) Baby what's wrong? (Tell me, what did he do?) Is there no loving in the aftermath of a sad, sad song?
I see your hands The way they hide up your sleeves Your slender little fingers in a tight white fist That was meant for me I'm not the one who hurt you I'm just passing by But I would dry your big wet tears if you let me try
Baby what's wrong? (I'm afraid to ask you) Baby what's wrong? (Tell me, what did he do?) Is there no loving in the aftermath of a sad, sad song?
I wanna hear a story About a girl and boy With a handful of his hair She tells him, "You are my toy!" She winds him up so tight that he can barely breathe Lying in a tangled mess that he can never leave
Baby what's wrong? (I'm afraid to ask you) Baby what's wrong? (Tell me, what did he do?) Is there no loving in the aftermath of a sad, sad song?
Baby what's wrong? (I'm afraid to ask you) Baby what's wrong? (Tell me, what did he do?) Is there no loving in the aftermath of a sad, sad song? Is there no loving in the aftermath of a sad, sad song?Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
