Текст песни Honeydogs - Those Things Are Hers
Honeydogs - Those Things Are Hers слова песни
Here we areWe`re finally alone now It`s just you and meAnd the memories of herPlease don`t goThough I know that you`re angryMaybe we can kill these ghosts with another glass of wineThere`s the glass That she pressed to her lips nightly If you look you can see a lipstick traceThere`s the dressThat she wore so tightlyIf you look in the mirrorYou can see her standing thereThose things are hers:The ring and the glass and the bed that you lie onAnd I got nerve:It`s mean dragging up the past like she wasn`t goneAnd it`s a curse-to live in the shadow of a memory That just keeps hanging onThere`s the ring that once h eld us togetherShe wants it backSo I`m sending it next weekThere`s the coat of brown and dirty leatherShe doesn`t really need it`Cause it`s warm there out eastThose things are hers:The ring and the glass and the bed that you lie onAnd I got nerve:It`s mean dragging up the past like she wasn`t goneAnd it`s a curse-to live in the shadow of a memory That just keeps hanging onThere`s the lamp that she turned off everynight When she came to bedAnd she held me in her armsThere`s the door that she walked through dailyAnd the place that I last saw herWhen she walked out on meThose things are hers:The ring and the glass and the bed that you lie onAnd I got nerve:It`s mean dragging up the past like she wasn`t goneAnd it`s a curse-to live in the shadow of a memory That just keeps hanging on