Easy Listening - Jazz | Текст песни

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Well it wasd London town...
I was rambling on the privacy of an old street light...
And as I wander, trough the weary mist,
I hear the wind, whispering, your name...
As I look into the window of a retired café,
I see the eyes of a cat in my reflection..
I turn around and see a shade, as I
sink into the depth of my depression..
I wake up by the cry of a sparrow,
disappearing in the vaporous fog.
And while I´m out here strolling,
I see silhouette, hear the wail of a dog..
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and now I´m fading away...
here in the silent rain...
But I felt like the luckiest man in the world
when that black cat crossed my path.
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And as I gaze into these streets of illusion,
I see a dame far upon the dusky lake.
Suddenly I feel a change in the weather,
There's something different about the rain.
She's staring down to the ground,
And the sky begins to erase...
The rain washed away the colors
she'd painted on her face.
And now the streets are falling to pieces,
only the images remain..
I wake up by the cry of a sparrow..
And nothing looks the same...
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And then I held her again
naked in the rain...
And I felt like the luckiest man in the world
when that black cat crossed my path.

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