Текст песни Deacon Blue and Ricky Ross - The Undeveloped Heart
Deacon Blue and Ricky Ross - The Undeveloped Heart слова песни
My friend David told meThe heart beats like a dreamDown there at the railway stationThe Lights are turning greenThat little black-robed Franciscan priestStruts down to ???????????Tips his hat at all the North AmericansAnd dreams the dream of the argonautsWe know the truth of the undeveloped heartPoplars on the Seinne and Sunset BoulevardThe noise that can drive a love asunderSometimes your dreams can leave you underWe go climbing down myriad flights of stairsBlowing off the heat and dustStetch our romantic soulsTo cover the wunderlustAt midnight in some strange cityBlack-burned and medievalShiver inside our paper thin raincoatsAnd the silence that knows no evilWe know the truth of the undeveloped heartPoplars on the Seinne and Sunset BoulevardThe noise that can drive a love asunderSometimes your dreams can leave you underThe heart can be a lonely hunter