Amanda Gently (исполнитель: 5591)
I stood there staring at the street I little bird from the broken lots The spot where we should meet I use a quarter for the phone But no-one's home Yeah, pulled up my coat to hide the snow I slipped on the thought that you would even show But I am still torn to pieces, fall apart But break my heart [bad word] And I said maybe we'll laugh And maybe we'll fight But there's no-one to blame Who's wrong or right So push me away, God, don't say goodnight If you're needing someone, [bad word] well who am I? Who am I? who am I? Who am I? who am I, yeah I hit the wall and watch it break I'm face down in the holes of my mistake But to empty out this sort of pain You gotta let it drain Farewell, but who am I to say That I can paint a butterfly with empty shades of grey You let it go, fly away Hear me say, the beauty I say [bad word] And maybe we'll laugh And maybe we'll fight But there's no-one to blame Who's wrong or right So push me away, God, don't say goodnight You're the [bad word] that I take that makes it all right We listen to the trashcan Sinatras on a Saturday night We're boarding the plane, hold my hand on the flight But if you're needing someone, then [bad word] who am I? Who am I? who am I? Who am I? Ah ah ah ah Ah, who am I?