Текст песни Faithless - Postcards

Sunday 8PM
Жанр: Trance / Downtempo
Исполнитель: Faithless
Альбом: Sunday 8PM
Длительность: 04:01
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Dido: My love has gone His boots no longer by my door He left at dawn and as I slept, I felt him go [Loop of Erik Satie, as in Pet Shop Boys' Jack The Lad] Maxi Jazz: New York, New York, temperature's droppin' The band's out shoppin', not stoppin' 'til ears pop Cops protect shops, lots of yellow cabs and bellhops And it never stops I'm waitin' to do an interview, so much to tell you Today I feel close enough to smell you Additional dates they were plannin' just fell through Florida's out We fly September 22 to Heathrow, but there's not really long to go Tonight will be a brilliant show Lettin' you know I miss you More than four hits the floor at a party Send my love to everybody Please, send my love to everybody (everybody everybody everybody...) Send my love to everybody (everybody everybody everybody...) Honey, I'm writin' from D.C., feelin' queasy Stayin' healthy on the road isn't easy The TM recommends an antigen One of them could resist again I miss you like a lock in the door What's more, I go to sleep with my Walkman 'cause half the crew snored Don't mean to be a bore, everybody's been great, But there's fifteen of us in a bus state-to-state So I stay up late with a tape, or meditate My bed is travellin' at fifty-five m.p.h. When we make it to LA, I'll still be miles away It's not my best day I'm a get some rest, God bless Dido: My love has gone (wo wo) My love has gone (has has has ...) (wo wo) Maxi Jazz: We just stopped a diner so I'm takin' time to write a few lines I'm fine, sunshine, the bus driver's reclinin' by the grass as the trucks pass Gleamin' with the flash of sunlight from the glass on the windscreen As for us, there's too much to relate We've done five gigs, yet we're only in our third state America's big, you'd love how they pile up your plate Only place in the world even I can gain weight Our next date is Wilmington, Delaware Open air, there's a rumor Melle Mel'll be there Anyway, all my love, God bless, I'm yawning I really miss watching you get dressed in the morning Dido: My love has gone (wo wo) My love has gone (wo wo) My love has gone No earthly ships will ever Bring him home
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