Текст песни Deacon Blue - The Wildness
Deacon Blue - The Wildness слова песни
Oh the rush hour is overAnd the night has been tryingTo drive us and chase us awayBut we`re lovely and drunk nowAnd our laugh dosen`tRattle or frayAnd the friday folkAre coming roundLet the wildnessHave its wayOh sweet autumnWith your dark surpriseAnd your short days all smudged with goldYou covered upWorn paths for usSo no story could be toldAnd sent the darkCome tumbling downSo the wildnessCan`t grow coldSo the morningWould never knowOf the wildnessOf the wildnessDriving me on againOf the wildnessOf the wildnessShaking meLetting me knowThere were two of us drivingWe were six miles outAnd aHundred miles to goStill the morning lies waitingAnd the light fallsOn your travel mapI`m still here hopingFor the wildnessTo relaxFor the wildnessTo go backOf the wildnessOf the wildnessDriving me on againOf the wildnessOf the wildnessShaking meLetting me knowI said yeahCan youFeel itI went up to your house one nightI took 59 in the rainAnd I saw your tiny face shineSo calm and so brightAnd so gayI called inI called outI couldn`t see any other nameI wokeOne morningWith the wildnessOnce againWith the wildnessShining inOf the wildnessOf the wildnessDriving me on againOf the wildnessOf the wildnessShaking meLetting me knowOf the wildnessOf the wildnessDriving me on againOf the wildnessOf the wildnessShaking meLetting me knowOf the wildnessOf the wildness babyDriving me on againOf the wildnessOf the wildnessShaking meLetting me know