Текст песни Sinead Oconnor - A Perfect Indian, слова песни Sinead Oconnor

Текст песни Sinead Oconnor - A Perfect Indian

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A Perfect Indian is heRemembering him life is sweetLike a weeping willowHis face on my pillowComes to me still in my dreamsAnd there I saw a young babyA beautiful daughter was sheA face from a paintingRed cheeks and teeth achingHer eyes like a wild Irish seaOn a table in her yellow dressFor a photograph feigned happinessWhy in my life is that the only timeThat any of you will smile at meI`m sailing on this terrible oceanI`ve come for my self to retrieveToo long have I been feeling like ???`s childernAnd there`s only one way to be freeHe`s shy and he speaks quietlyHe`s gentle and he seems to meLike the elf-arrowHis face worn and harrowedIs he a daydreamer like me

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A Perfect Indian

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