Исполнитель Wishbone Ash
Silver lady, lost in a haze,Rregretting what you areThe memory of your claim to fameIs left to bitter stars.
It hurts when people let you knowYou're not a movie starIt's harder now than yesterday,As the lines begin to show. Waiting, crazy hotel lady,To try and get some wine,Waiting for the elevatorTo take you to your blind. Silver shoes and see-through bluesHit me right between the eyes. Cocktail bars, straight-edge cars,Are your dreams come true.
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