Текст песни Paul Simon - How The Heart Approaches What It Yearns
Paul Simon - How The Heart Approaches What It Yearns слова песни
In the blue lightOf the belvedere motelWondering as the television burnsHow the heart approaches what it yearnsIn a feverI distinctly hear your voiceEmerging from a dream, the dream returnsHow the heart approaches what it yearnsAfter the rain on the interstateThe headlights slide past the moonA bone-weary travelerWaits by the side of the roadWheres he goin? I dream we are lying on the top of a hillAnd headlights slide past the moonI fold in your armsAnd your voice is the heat of the nightIm on fireIn a phone boothIn some local bar and grillRehearsing what Ill say, my coin returnsHow the heart approaches what it yearnsHow the heart approaches what it yearns