A Month Of Sundays(2001 Digital Remaster)

歌詞

Badman's woman with that look in her eye You stop to wonder as she passes by Something inside you is never the same Something outside you is always to blame Follow her home where she lives with some friends They have some good things to add to the blend The games expanded, invaded the place You're the only one who's forgotten his face You're saying no no no I must be on my way But it really has been a pleasant night And you go so slow hope they'll ask you to stay And indifference gives you a fright Walking outside you come to a door You go inside and you wonder what for At least it's good to be out of the wind You turn around and the clocks all begin Just like the winter your memory thaws Just like the ocean your memory pours So many pieces to match or to find So many doubts to have in one mind It's hard to see how the tables have turned It's hard to see how the people have learned It's hard to watch the past drizzling past It's hard to watch them picking the cast And it stacks up badly that it never makes sense You sense that sensation is who's paying the rent And she beckons to you with her fingers and lies She says: can't you slice the price of your paradise