Из альбома: Take Her Up to Monto
Who’s better than you, gettin' the better of me?
Oh, now I say this is how it’s gonna be I adore you, your so many fantasies come true
They say you get what you wish for, I did a lot of wishing
I never dreamed, I never dared for that
In fact, I believed my fantasies
Too complex, too bold
Sittin' all tired
Counting the ways to fail
Oh, just sittin' around
Counting the ways to fade away
Sittin' on a town
Counting the waves rolling in Sittin' around
Preaching here that
We have absolutely no excuse
We may let it all pass by We have lingered on our goodbye
We will be there when love dies
Hold on At least to a thread of it It’s not all gone
Hold on I gave you the rest of it It’s not all wrong
You can go from very right to very wrong