Nothing here to say what I mean, paper sitting in the machine
Nothing will come of this scene tonight
Maybe tomorrow I write, if it's alright
I don't want to talk on the phone, I don't want to stay here alone
Everytime I step out of home the same
Trying to push me around, pushing me down
Stormy weather tomorrow, look at the dark sky
Dolly's wearing her favorite petticoat, don't cry
I fix myself to the gloom, I step across the room
Out of my way, stupid cat, or you're dead
Such a long way to the ground, now I'm here and scared to look down
I'd like to be happy, inside at ease
I see the one's nobody sees up in the trees
I fix myself to the gloom, I step across the room
Out of my way, stupid cat, or you're dead
Слова: Elsa
Музыка: G. Lunghini / R. Donnez
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