Текст песни NEIL DIAMOND - Morningside
NEIL DIAMOND - Morningside слова песни
Текст песни NEIL DIAMOND - Morningside
Written by: Neil DiamondMorningsideThe old man diedAnd no one criedThey simply turned awayAnd when he died( )He left a table made of nails and prideAnd with his hands he carved these words inside";For my children";Morning lightMorning brightI spent the nightWith dreams that make you weepMorning timeWash away the sadness from these eyes of mineFor I recall the words the old man signed";For my children";And the legs were shaped with his handsAnd the top made of oaken woodAnd the children sat around this tableTouched with their laughterAh, and that was goodMorningside