Текст песни Howard Jones - Those Who Move Clouds
Howard Jones - Those Who Move Clouds слова песни
The throwing of your mental clothes wasnt ever your intentionThe malady within your heart has no cure and preventionThere are those who move cloudsThose who move cloudsHeard it murmured in a far off crowdThose who move cloudsI wish that I could offer you a chance to change directionBut you know that pathways must be followed to near destructionThere are those who move cloudsThose who move cloudsHeard it murmured in a far off crowdThose who move cloudsThere are those who will patronise and compromise your positionThey cant feel the forceful hand ofPredetermined destinationThere are those who move cloudsThose who move cloudsHeard it murmured in a far off crowdThose who move cloudsI can feel the forceful handAnd it wont let me change direction noAnd theres this hunger inside of meAnd it wont and it wont no it wont stop its achingAnd I can feel it inside of my head the forceful handAnd it wont let me change directionAnd theres this hunger and it wont let meAnd it wont let me stop and it wont let me stop this aching no