Ally Sheedy in The Breakfast Club The black shit on your eyes, your purse full of junk I build my world on versions of your VHS visage And when Anthony Michael Hall interrogated you about the way you Hoarded all your secrets in a bag around your neck Part of me was swimming there beneath the water in your eyes Silent she, keeping quiet as the joy and fury rise Taking their time
A sugar sandwich and a stolen knife Secret jacket pocket and a double life There's no deal, forget it, never mind, everything's cool I watch her flicker on my TV The teenage girl I never got to be She's burning like a torch out in a field that's all her own And when we run away together we'll have all supplies we need And we'll do what we have to do and scatter lilac seeds Among the weeds
"My home life is unsatisfying I didn't have anything better to do My home life is unsatisfying I didn't have anything better to do"Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
