Текст песни Lyle Lovett - Private Conversation
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And his hand it fell behind herAs his arm it reached aroundAnd she looked at the windowAnd she watched the shade go downIt was a private conversationNo one heard her sayThat the man she left behind herWas two thousand miles awaySinging boy pick up that fiddleAnd play that steel guitarAnd find yourself a ladyAnd dance right where you areThere was a lonely girl from nowhereWith a smile all sweet with painAnd she never stopped to wonderIf shed see him againIt was a private conversationNo one heard her sayThat man that she was looking forWas only twenty streets awaySinging boy pick up that fiddleAnd play that steel guitarAnd find yourself a ladyAnd dance right where you areAnd the band it just kept playingAs she came walking inAnd he never stopped to wonderIf hed see her againIt was a private conversationNo one heard him sayThat girl he left behind himWas two thousand miles awayHe just sang boy pick up that fiddleAnd play that steel guitarAnd find yourself a ladyAnd dance right where you areAnd the moral of this storyIs I guess its easier said than doneTo look at what youve been throughAnd to see what youve becomeIts a private conversationNo one hears you sayIts a private conversationAnd his hand it fell behind herAs his arm it reached aroundAnd she looked at the windowAnd she watched the shade go downIt was a private conversationNo one heard her sayIt was a private conversationNo one heard him sayIt was a private conversationNo one heard her sayIt was a private conversation