Текст песни Rick Springfield - The Great Lost Art Of Conversation
Rick Springfield - The Great Lost Art Of Conversation слова песни
I must be blind I can`t see why We can`t work this out It gets so tangled When we try to talk and sort it outThere`s people dying for what they believe And I can`t even choose should I stay or leave And we`re supposed to be in love And the Great Lost Art Of Conversation Is lost on this man tonight And the late crossed heart of good intention Is forgotten in the heat of the fightWe count the scars to see who won You wear them on your heart It feels so strange you feel so numb I thought I`d fall apartI`ll take my leave You take your lace Let`s leave it now with some semblance of grace No point in trying to talk anymoreAnd the Great Lost Art Of ConversationIs lost on this man tonight And the late crossed heart of good intention Is forgotten in the heat of the fightAnd know I won`t keep holding on I`m not that strong End it, it`s time we both moved on No point in trying to talk anymoreAnd the Great Lost Art Of ConversationIs forgotten in the heat of the fight And the late crossed heart of good intention Is lost on this man tonight