Lorna Doone (исполнитель: Mystery Jets)
There is blood on your hands but I can't bear to see how it hangs Like a millstone round your neck Slowly dragging you down What is worthing for? If not the only one that I adore Sometimes I hear you calling out in the night But it only makes it hurt more And I wish I could say I believe this is goodbye But I don't, no I don't If you [bad word] away from how you feel inside will make it easier Well it won't, no it won't Lorna Doone Lorna Doone I hear the bell in the tower And though the song it sings is not ours The notes they dance upon the wind I know they'll reach you somehow [bad word] here and lie by my side Let me wipe those tears from your eyes Though it might be for the last time I know a love like ours will never die And I wish I could stay I believe this is goodbye But I don't, no I don't If you [bad word] away from how you feel inside will make it easier Well it won't, no it won't Lorna Doone Lorna Doone Lorna Doone Lorna Doone