Из альбома: Music for Tourists
I'm sorry
He brought us there,
Me, crying in my underwear
On the morning
Of Halloween,
Like a story out of People Magazine
I drove home
And fell asleep alone
I'm sorry
For crying
Don't feel bad
You didn't do that
Black and blues,
And yellows, too,
Will fade the same
As embers do
We'll wake up tomorrow
And feel new
This story
That we won't share;
We're all gonna hide it well away somewhere
A warning
For family,
The kind a person gives about an enemy
Now, well known
Let's never sleep alone
I'm sorry
For crying
Don't feel bad
You didn't do that
I'm sorry
We're crying
Don't feel bad
'Cause we didn't do that
Black and blues,
And yellows, too,
Will fade the same
As embers do
We'll wake up tomorrow
And feel new
Black and blues,
And yellows, too,
Will fade the same
As embers do
Let's wake up tomorrow
And feel new
Black and blues,
And yellows, too,
Will fade the same
As embers do
Wake up tomorrow
And feel new