String Quartet Tribute to James Blunt - Billy | Текст песни

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• String Quartet Tribute to James Blunt
• Billy

Billy's leaving today
(don't know where he's going)
Holds his head in disgrace
(he can't escape the truth).
He knows the price that he's paid.
He admits that it's too late
to admit that he's afraid.

Tomorrow comes.
Sorrow becomes his soul mate.
The damage is done.
The prodigal son is too late.
All doors are closed
But he's always open
To relieve the time
In his mind,
Oh Billy.

Billy's leaving today
(don't know where he's going).
He's got lines on his face
(they tell the story of his pain).
He accepts it's his fate.
He admits it took too long
to admit that he was wrong.

Tomorrow comes.
Sorrow becomes his soul mate.
The damage is done.
The prodigal son is too late.
All doors are closed
But he's always open
To relieve the time
In his mind,
Oh Billy.

Once he was a lover
Sleeping with another.
Now he's just known as a cheat.
And he wished he'd had a mirror
looked a little clearer
Seen into the eyes of the weak.

Tomorrow comes.
Sorrow becomes his soul mate.
The damage is done.
The prodigal son is too late.
All doors are closed
But he's always open
To relieve the time
In his mind,
Oh Billy.