Текст песни Barbra Streisand - Morning After
Barbra Streisand - Morning After слова песни
The sky is blackThe ground is redThe streets of hateAre charred and deadThe war stand outAgainst the skyAnd crowds appearTo wonder whyThe morning afterWe ask for right questionsThe morning afterWe make the suggestionsWeve gotta make changesWhen Im going to waitBut the morning after is too lateThe shell thats left is still a cageThe flames have not consumed the rageAnd men who souls are trapped and slumpedWill wait until the next time comesThe morning afterWe ask for right questionsThe morning afterWe make the suggestionsWe gotta make changesWhen Im going to waitBut the morning afterIs too late...