воскресенье, 12 октября 2008 г.
company ice morrison
As I was walkinapos; apos;round Grosvenor Square
Not a chill to the winter but a nip to the air,
From the other direction, she was calling my eye,
It could be an illusion,
but I might as well try, might as well try.
She had rings on her fingers and bells on her shoes.
And I knew without askinapos; she was into the blues.
She wore scarlet begonias tucked into her curls,
I knew right away she was not like other girls, other girls.
In the thick of the evening when the dealing got rough,
She was too pat to open and too cool to bluff.
As I picked up my matches and was closing the door,
I had one of those flashes Iapos;d been there before, been there before.
Well, I ainapos;t always right but Iapos;ve never been wrong.
Seldom turns out the way it does in a song.
Once in a while you get shown the light
In the strangest of places if you look at it right.
Well there ainapos;t nothing wrong with the way she moves,
Scarlet begonias or a touch of the blues.
And thereapos;s nothing wrong with the look thatapos;s in her eyes,
Wind in the willowapos;s playinapos; "Tea for Two";
The sky was yellow and the sun was blue,
Strangers stoppinapos; strangers just to shake their hand,
Everybodyapos;s playing in the heart of gold band, heart of gold band.
my mom used to follow them
around with her deadhead boyfriend.
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