Little black numbers Pushed over steel Is what you hear To make you feel free Little black numbers Pushed over wood Is all that you could live for You
Oversættelse: Williams, Kathryn. Little Black Numbers.
You said Cliches come from the truth Of beauty that every one feels they can own Is then truth Being rubbed out or watered down We dug a hole To keep
Ii fell down fast fell down free Lost my money lost my greed I just want the prize you gave to them Became a saint from just a friend Mending boats
You said your words i walked to the door Then you walked behind me Went to the station the train was late You said i feel dead In this place You listen
I watch you wait At the bus stop with one eye On your watch You turn and say To strangers there's not enough time For one man in one life Just a flicker
You only stop talking When you're sleeping There's got to be something wrong With your past I can't talk if i'm thinking I'm not gonna move so fast
The bird flew into the window Saw himself and got confused Saw himself and fell in love Flew straight into the glass Nothing can move me at this minute
When we say what we've done And shown how we've grown Wwe'll never hold onto What we think we own All we can say is We came down from the trees We came
You left me in your house Full of mysteries full of silence I looked at all your things 'til i believed they were mine Sit and relax, sit and relax,
There's a mood on your mouth Sparkles like a jewel It's the morning So you're going to be cruel With your quiet dismay Of one more day That you just
All i ask for is the sign for my fleeting Lift me to your light Felt the warmth back in my eyes I used to follow you round in a casual way Miss good
Window light shines through the leaves of my plant And a jasmine hoop swings on the highest branch We took cheap shots at each other on the phone But
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