Текст песни Feeder - Picture of Perfect Youth
Feeder - Picture of Perfect Youth слова песни
Left out in the sun to dry again, Washed up on a shore line south of Spain
Gazing up with telescopic eyes, Planetary life above the skies
Oh my God, she`s my obsession, my obsession (my obsession)
Here she comes, she`s a picture of perfect youth
Here she comes, lifting me up to the moon
Drifting on a boat in emerald seas, Pulling on the strings inside of me
Tasting salt as waves dive over me, Twisting on a rope of memories
Oh my God, she`s my obsession, my obsession
Here she comes, she`s a picture of perfect youth
Here she comes, lifting me up to the moon
Here she comes, she`s a picture of perfect youth
Here she comes
If you could only see, That I`m sinking like a stone
The sea is getting colder, Every second as I go
It`s like breathing underwater, But I just can`t let you go
My obsession, she`s my obsession, my obsession
Oh my God, she`s my obsession, my obsession (my obsession)
Here she comes, she`s a picture of perfect youth
Here she comes, lifting me up to the moonOh my God, she`s my
obsession, my obsession (my obsession)
Here she comes, she`s a picture of perfect youth
Here she comes, lifting me up to the moon
Here she comes