Lately when I´m in my room all by myself, In this solitary gloom I call to myself:
Hey there, you with the stars in your eyes, Love never made a fool of you. You used to be too wise. Hey there, you on that high-flying cloud, Though he won´t throw a crumb to you, you think some day he´ll come to you.
Better forget him, him with his nose in the air. He's got you dancing on a string. Break it and he won´t care.
Won´t you take this advice I hand you like a mother? Or are you not seeing things too clear? Are you too much in love to hear? Is it all goin´ in one ear and out the other? And out the other?
Hey there, you with the stars in your eyes, Are you talkin' to me? Love never made a fool of you. Not until now. You used to be so wise. Oh, that was a long time ago.
Hey there, What? You on that high-flyin' cloud, Though he won´t throw a crumb to you, You think some day he´s gonna come to you.
Woah, better forget him. Forget him. He's got his nose in the air. He's got his nose in the air. He'll have you dancing on a string. A puppet on a string. Break it and he won´t care. He won't care for you.
Won't you take this advice I hand you like a mother? Or are you not seein´ things too clear? Are you just too far gone to hear? Is it all goin´ in one ear and out the other?Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
