Текст песни John Hiatt - Whistles in My Ears
John Hiatt - Whistles in My Ears слова песни
Stumblin down the road I gets to thinkin as I leave her,Ive left so many times before.That old north winds a-blowin circles round my feet.What is this sorrow ever for? She was an angel who flies high in the heavens.I was a pigeon on the church.She breathed pure golden as she hid from the procession.I tumbled from my lowly perch.Chorus:I guess whistles in my ears.cause I cant hear you when youre cryin.I dont long to be anywhere at all.I dont care to live a lie.There is a secret in the middle of the sea,When you acquire a vicious thirst.Then love will cool your brow and soothe the apparitionBut is it just another curse? Oh baby jesus, mother mary, God the father.The big triangle needs repairs.I know we learn within the vision of our spirit.Do you prefer us cold and bare? Chorus twice