Slip inside the eye of your mind, Don't you know you might find, A better place to play, You said that you've never been, But all the things that you've seen, Will slowly fade away.
Gonna start the revolution from my bed, 'Cause you said the brains, I have went to my head, Step outside the summertime's in bloom, Stand up beside the fireplace, Take that look from off your face, 'Cause you ain't ever gonna burn my heart out.
So, Sally can wait, She knows it's too late, As were walking on by, Her soul slides away, Don't look back in anger, I heard you say.
Take me to the place where you go, Where nobody knows, If it's night or day, Please, don't put your life in the hands, Of a Rock 'n' Roll band, Who'll throw it all away.
Gonna start the revolution from my bed, 'Cause you said the brains, I have went to my head, Step outside the summertime's in bloom, Stand up beside the fireplace, Take that look from off your face, 'Cause you ain't ever gonna burn my heart out.
So, Sally can wait, She knows it's too late, As she's walking on by, My soul slides away, Don't look back in anger, I heard you say.
So, Sally can wait, She knows it's too late, As were walking on by, Her soul slides away, Don't look back in anger, Don't look back in anger, At least not today.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
