Текст песни John Wesley Harding - Youre Looking at Me
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I was breathing not sleeping nor having the choiceI was brushed by the skirts of a ghost with your voiceYou were drowned in the buzz of the humming machinesAnd you were looking at meYoure looking at meA strange conversation in the visiting roomThe big smile of ignorance shone like the moonWhat I wanted to say was lost at seaCos you were looking at meYoure looking at meBeing your sleeper what should I do but tendEnlaced in your beauty, silent shining friendSunburned and bruised where no-one can seeYou were looking at meYoure looking at meWhere is the dreamer when night makes its slideAnd light takes a candle to shine on insideAnd is it a dream that no-one can seeThat youre looking at me? Youre looking at me