Текст песни Bruce Springsteen - The Wish
Bruce Springsteen - The Wish слова песни
Текст песни Bruce Springsteen - The Wish
Dirty old street all slushed up in the rain and snowLittle boy and his ma shivering outside a rundown music store windowThat night on top of a Christmas tree shines one beautiful starAnd lying underneath a brand-new Japanese guitarI remember in the morning, ma, hearing your alarm clock ringI'd lie in bed and listen to you gettin' ready for work( )The sound of your makeup case on the sinkAnd the ladies at the office, all lipstick, perfume and rustlin' skirtsAnd how proud and happy you always looked walking home from workIf pa's eyes were windows into a world so deadly and trueYou couldn't stop me from looking but you kept me from crawlin' throughAnd if it's a funny old world, mama, where a little boy's wishes come trueWell I got a few in my pocket and a special one just for youIt ain't no phone call on Sunday, flowers or a mother's day cardIt ain't no house on a hill with a garden and a nice little yardI got my hot rod down on Bond Street, I'm older but you'll know me in a glanceWe'll find us a little rock 'n roll bar and baby we'll go out and danceWell it was me in my Beatle boots, you in pink curlers and matador pantsPullin' me up on the couch to do the twist for my uncles and auntsWell I found a girl of my own now, ma, I popped the question on your birthdayShe stood waiting on the front porch while you were telling me to get out thereAnd say what it was that I had to sayLast night we all sat around laughing at the things that guitar brought usAnd I layed awake thinking 'bout the other things it's brought usWell tonight I'm takin's requests here in the kitchenThis one's for you, ma, let me come right out and say itIt's overdue, but baby, if you're looking for a sad song, well I ain't gonna