Из альбома: Back on the Street

(Philip Lynott)

One-two-three.

Don't believe me if I tell you.
Not a word of this is true.
Don't believe me if I tell you,
especially if I tell you that I'm in love with you.

Don't believe me if I tell you
that I wrote this song for you.
There just might be some other silly pretty girl
I'm singing it to.

Don't believe a word,
'cause words are only spoken.
And a heart is like a promise,
meant to be broken.

Don't believe a word,
for words can tell lies.
And lies are no comfort
when there's tears in your eyes.

Don't believe me if I tell you.
Not a word of this is true.
Don't believe me if I tell you,
especially if I tell you that I'm in love with you.

Don't believe a word.
Lord, don't believe a word.
Don't believe me, don't believe me.
Oh, not a single word.
Oh.

Комментарии

2018.07.27

Hrisimir Hristov

RIP Gary...ти вече си легенда