Текст песни Paul Weller - Clues
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I`ll meet`cha on a bus at dawn
An open top one if it`s warm
And if the flowers are in bloom
I`ll lose myself to you
I`ll be whistling down a street
You`ll hear our footsteps start to meet
Then the craziness begins
An` like chalk and cheese
We`ll shoot the breeze
Heading up west
In an open top deck
Trying to remember just what for
Then we`ll talk for hours and hours
About nothing much at all
With your long hair falling down
In curl after curl
And I too shy to ask
What I really want to do
Racked, with my own self doubt
I stumble and fall
Like a fool in love
My mind in the air
Heaven knows where
Yeh, heading up west
In an open top deck
Trying to remember just what for