Текст песни Chicago - The Pull
Chicago - The Pull слова песни
Summertime came too soon,
summers in Kansas often do.
And the air was still,
I felt the Pull.
I recall the heat rising from the ground in a way.
And I knew I was the first to pass this way.
I believe I step across some line,
or I stumble through the doorway in space and time,
like a drunk who blacks out from the wine,
never remembers his name.
Always feel so alone,
wherever I am I feel the pull,
and the life I`ve left behind the pull.
And in case I have no future, I`ve got the past
there`s no telling just how long this play will last.
I believe I step across some line,
or I stumble through the doorway in space and time,
Like a drunk who blacks out from the wine,
never remembers his name,
never remembers.
I`m down, walking through a storm.
I hear a voice inside, crying,
it calls my name like a judge accusing,
black robe hanging down, whoah,
don`t forget be brave about your love.
Well I walk across the murky room,
and there`s flashes in my eyes,
I don`t know what I`m doin`.
Like a drunk who blacks out from the wine,
never remembers his name.
Like a drunk who blacks out from the wine,
never remembers his name,
never remembers his name,
I never remember my name.