Текст песни Sheryl Crow - Rodeo
Sheryl Crow - Rodeo слова песни
There comes ason, a son of angelsCarrying an empty glassTrying to fill it to the surfaceWell tell your thirst love has passedYou carry on, carry the worldYou must get worn with all the weightI take it in but you won`t no whereAnd no where`s where we`re headed fast Oh, oh, RodeoSlow turning to and froOh, oh, RodeoWhere we land no one knows (no one knows..)We`re not blind to what it isIn other words, the ignorant kindWell life is short, but oh it`s wideIt`s wide enough to blow my mind Well I believe in ever-afterJust in case what`s after thatDon`t I love you like the angelsAnd could you ever love me back?ChorusStrangers now we are becomingStranger now we have becomeIf any fiction every returnsReturned by the coolest oneChorus