Текст песни Bree Sharp - Smitten
Bree Sharp - Smitten слова песни
You put your face in front of mine All but hiding desperation Hunger leaks out of your eyes Whetting me with dark temptation All I want, all I want is to hold you Instead I hold my breath Sickened by the season, I am smitten with you Saddled with this treason, I am smitten with you (hey, hey, hey) In a dimly lighted bar We sit while Conscience pours another And she is home, and she is waiting She my friend, she your lover I can hear the angels on your shoulder And the devil on your lips And I`m sickened by the season, I am smitten with you Saddled with this treason, I am smitten with you You can read me like a trashy book I`m barely keeping in these rages So far so clean, but I`m torn between, see, I`m torn between These pages, pages You put your face in front of mine And breathed a wordless conversation Good intentions, true regret Cannot eclipse love`s desperation And I`m sickened by the season, I am smitten with you Saddled with this treason, I am smitten with you I am smitten with you I am smitten with you (hey, hey, hey)