Текст песни Rufus Wainwright - Movies of Myself
Rufus Wainwright - Movies of Myself слова песни
Stop me falling down, stop me making movies of myselfPut that old dog down, stop me making movies of myselfBring the carriage round, get me to the garden of sleepMake that high gate speak, Perrier out of a paper bagLooking like a hagAnd start giving me somethingA love that is longer than a dayStop making my heart sing something that it doesn`t want to sayI`m handing it overI`m saying that you`re the only oneDon`t run for the borderTurn that cornerAlready you`ve run in movies of myselfDarling don`t you ever let me goWrap your loving arms around meWhile the cold winds blowTell me what I really want to knowCause I`m looking for a reason, a person, a painting A Saturday evening Post edition by JesusAn old piece of bacon never eaten by ElvisSo I`ll say start giving me somethingA love that is longer than a dayStop making my heart sing something that it doesn`t want to sayI`m handing it overI`m saying that you`re the only oneDon`t run for the border, turn that cornerIn movies of myselfOh, I`ve seen it all before in movies of myself