So you never knew love until you crossed the line of grace And you never felt wanted 'til you'd someone slap your face So you never felt alive until you
Take these hands they're good for nothing You know these hands never worked a day Take these boots they're going nowhere You know these boots don't want
I, I am a humble guy No, really, I try You know it's hard sometimes You, yeah, you're messed up too Both of us gonna get through Working my way to get
You get to feel so guilty, got so much for so little Then you find that feeling just won't go away You're holding on to every little thing so tightly
Nobody else here, baby No one here to blame No one to point the finger It's just you and me and the rain It's the blind leadin' the blond It's the stuff
You can reach But you can't grab it You can hold it, control it You can't bag it, ah You can push But you can't direct it Circulate, regulate, oh no
What the fear calls down Stops the car Says it feels like freedom She?s back on the street But it swings so far away She feels the ground is giving way
Weather 'round here chopping and changing Surgery in the air Print shirts and southern accents Cigars and big hair We got the wheels, petrol's cheap
Lookin' for to save my soul Lookin' in the places where no flowers grow Lookin' for to fill that God shaped hole Mother mother sucking rock and roll
If Coke is a mystery, Michael Jackson, History If beauty is truth and surgery, the fountain of youth What am I to do? Have I got the gift to get me through
Summer stretching on the grass Summer dresses pass In the shade of a willow tree Creeps a crawling over me Over me and over you Stuck together with God
Tonight the moon is playing tricks again I'm feeling sea sick again The whole world could just dissolve Into a glass of water I've been good 'cause I
Tonight the moon is playing tricks again Feeling sea sick again And the whole world could just dissolve... into a glass of water I've been good 'cause
Jesus, Jesus help me I'm alone in this world And a fucked up world it is too Tell me, tell me the story The one about eternity And the way it's all gonna
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Превод: Вицлеф Јеан. Нови Дан (Поп Ремик) (феат. Боно (У2).
Превод: У2. Поп Музика.
Превод: У2. Поп Музика Поп Март мик.
