Three days out from her hometown Something overheated something broke down Hit Las Vegas like we might belong It seemed for a minute that we weren't so
Broadway Mary is conversing with her sleeve She talks with cats they speak to her in Portuguese Her eyes are clear and grey focused somewhere far away
I hear you've got a lover who will not let you go A kiss that makes you shiver drowns the whispers from below You don't belong here You always gamble
There once was a girl who lived in a fairy tale A prince came along and gave her a golden veil He said you're a bird of painted glass And he took her
Said the moon to the silvery trees I will always be with you But the worlds kept turning anyway And if the moon believed what he did say His words were
I used to have a crush on you But I'm over it now What a stupid thing to do But I'm over it now I've been down since your arrival Not a thought for my
Late last night I awoke in a dream To the sound of a voice that was almost a scream, oh, oh, oh From out of the city and out of the street Out where the
I slept last night with the wolves of longing Awoke to find a new morning I know it's mine Though you left no sign My strange companion I don't know where
On the corner of despair and resurrection It's another perfect day She stops a blind man and she asks him for directions The she walks the other way
Traduction: Bed Of Roses BO. Cœur nerveux [les Emprunteurs].
as thieves the last of leaves In the winter sun Holding fast this freezing branch Is home to us Step, step right over the line And onto borrowed time
way to run We?re only here, we?re only here, We?re only here on borrowed time We?re only here, we?re only here, We?re only here on borrowed time If
Why should I wait until tomorrow It's already been, I've already seen all the sorrow that's in store I will beg or steal or borrow Hold on tighter
That's loving on borrowed time Like to make a song last forever But the next dance won't be mine Living on the love of another man's woman That's loving on borrowed
Tight against her hollows, her unholy child I was still a beggar shaking out my stolen coat Among the angry cemetery leaves When they caught the king beneath the borrowed
dreams (my friend) When I was younger ah hah Everything simple but not so clear Living on borrowed time Without a thought for tomorrow Living on borrowed
broken dreams (my friend) When I was younger ah hah Everything simple but not so clear Living on borrowed time Without a thought for tomorrow Living on borrowed
