Текст песни Sixpence None The Richer - The Lines of My Earth
Sixpence None The Richer - The Lines of My Earth слова песни
The lines of my earth, so brittle, unfertile, and ready to dieI need a drink, but the well has run dryAnd we in the habit of saying the same things all over againFor the money we shall makeThis is the last song that I write`Til you tell me otherwiseAnd it`s because I just don`t feel itThis is the last song `Til you tell me other wiseAnd it`s because I just don`t feel it anymoreIt should be our timeThis fertile youth`s black soil is ready for rainThe harvest is high, but the well has gone dryAnd they in the habit of saying the same things all over againAbout the money we shall makeThis is the last song that I write`Til you tell me otherwiseAnd it`s because I just don`t feel itThis is the last song`Til you tell me otherwiseAnd it`s because I just don`t feel it anymore