Текст песни Beth Orton - Central Reservation
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Running down the central reservationIn last night`s red dressAnd I can still smell you on my fingersAnd taste you on my breathStepping through brilliant shadesOf the color you bringThis time, this time, this timeIs whatever I want it to meanIf this is where memories are made, wellGonna like what I seeAnd everything I ever took for grantedI`m gonna let it beI step through every shadeOf the color you bringBut this time, this time, this timeIs whatever I want it to meanAnd everything and nothing isAs sacred as we want it to beWhen it`s real. Make it realCompared to what?It`s like living in the middle of the oceanWith no future, no pastAnd everything that`s good about nowMight just glide right pastI`m stepping through brilliant shadesAll the color you bringThis time, ths time, this timeIs fine just as it isAnd everything is sacred hereAnd nothing is as sacred as I want it to beWhen it`s realCompared to what?