Текст песни David Bowie - Letter to Hermoine
David Bowie - Letter to Hermoine слова песни
Do do do dahDo do do dah dah da da daDo do do dah dahThe hand that wrote this letterSweeps the pillow cleanSo rest your head and read a treasured dreamI care for no one else but youI tear my soul to cease the painI think maybe you feel the sameWhat can we do? Im not quite sure what were supposed to doSo Ive been writing just for youThey say your life is going very wellThey say you sparkle like a different girlBut something tells me that you hideWhen all the world is warm and tiredYou cry a little in the darkWell so do iIm not quite sure what youre supposed to sayBut I can see its not okayHe makes you laughHe brings you out in styleHe treats you wellAnd makes you up real fineAnd when hes strongHes strong for youAnd when you kissIts something newBut did you ever call my nameJust by mistake? Im not quite sure what Im supposed to doSo Ill just write some love to youDu du duuu, du-du-du do-do-do do do doaoaoaaaa