Текст песни Nik Kershaw - The riddle
Nik Kershaw - The riddle слова песни
i got two strong armsblessings of babylonwith time to carry onand tryfor sins and alarmsso to america the bravewise men savenear a tree by a riverthere`s a hole in the groundwhere an old man of arangoes around and aroundand his mind is a beacon in the veil of the nightfor a strange kind of fashionthere`s a wrong and a rightbut he`ll never, never fight over youi got plans for usnights in the sculleryand days instead of mei only know what to discussof for anything but lightwise men fighting over youit`s not me you seepieces of valentinewith just a song of mineto keep from burning historyseasons of gasoline and goldwise men foldnear a tree by a riverthere`s a hole in the groundwhere an old man of arangoes around and aroundand his mind is a beacon in the veil of the nightfor a strange kind of fashionthere`s a wrong and a rightbut he`ll never, never fight over youi got time to killsly looks in corridorswithout a plan of yoursa blackbird sings on bluebird hillthanks to the calling of the wildwise mens childnear a tree by a riverthere`s a hole in the groundwhere an old man of arangoes around and aroundand his mind is a beacon in the veil of the nightfor a strange kind of fashionthere`s a wrong and a rightbut he`ll never, never fight over you