Из альбома: The ’59 Sound
Mary, this station is playing every sad song
I remember like we were alive
I heard it Sunday morn' from inside of these walls
In a prison cell, where we spent those nights
And they burnt up the diner where I always used to find her
Licking young boys blood from her claws
And I learned about the blues from this kitten I knew
Her hair was raven and her heart was like a tom
My heart's like a wound
I saw tail lights last night in a dream about my first wife
Everybody leaves and I'd expect as much from you
I saw tail lights last night in a dream about my old life
Everybody leaves, so why, why wouldn't you?
Mary, I worried and stalled every night of my life
Better safe than making the party
And I never had a good time, I sat by my bedside, with papers and poetry about Estella
Great expectations, we had the greatest expectations
I saw tail lights last night In a dream about my first wife
Everybody leaves and I'd expect as much from you
I saw tail lights last night in a dream about my old life
Everybody leaves, so why, why wouldn't you?
It's funny how the night moves
Humming a song from 1962
We were always waiting always waiting
We were always waiting for something to happen
I saw tail lights last night In a dream about my first wife
Everybody leaves and I'd expect as much from you
I saw tail lights last night in a dream about my whole life
Everybody leaves, so why, why wouldn't you?