Sundays Leave This City текст песни, слова песни Leave This City Sundays
Sundays - Leave This City
theyЎЇve boarded-up the cinema
strawberry dreams and the dust-filled beams
shut down in a modern town
see you walking, see you talking
recollection on streets you used to know
forgotten pleasure smoulder
images fade but the town wonЎЇt let them go
sleepwalking, see you talking
feel the city inside you
(ooh) leave this city behind you
drive wherever the roads will take you to
down beside a river frozen brown
January days and their scarecrow trees
so cold - feel your ears burn
see you walking, see you talking
feel the city inside you
(ooh) leave this city behind you
past and present
they converge on every side
the wires all get tangled
when now and then collide
bittersweet taste of a time and another place before
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