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Street Talk - Tables Turning lyrics
Sitting here alone, under Cinnamon trees Listening to the silence, drawing to long the thyme Writing in a postcard, a sentence from my diary The road is long and wide and leavin’ us behind I see the world with different eyes May’d be a little glide Travel with a one-way ticket And a pocket full off sand Turning back the car at the zero Breakin’ up, I’m leavin’ for Tables Turning, leaves are fallin’ Autumn came to suddenly Whispers in the bower, grapes off wine You and I had this drift and went on We were lovers at the best off times Holding back, just too afraid to loose Or the way is just to strong Turning back the car at the zero Breakin’ up, I’m leavin’ for Tables Turning, leaves are fallin’ Autumn came to suddenly Whispers in the bower, grapes off wine Tables turning, winds are spinning Taking you away from me We were lovers, at the best off times So I worry about tomorrow And we’ll make it anyway Growin’ stronger, and little bit from day to day … Tables Turning, leaves are fallin’ Autumn came to suddenly Whispers in the bower, grapes off wine Tables turning, winds are spinning Taking you away from me We were lovers, at the best off times Here me calling you… Here me calling you… Ooh yeah yeah yeah We were lovers, at the best off times Whowho baby, here me calling you, whowhowho |
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