Текст песни Squeeze - Someone Else`s Bell
Squeeze - Someone Else`s Bell слова песни
(Difford/Tilbrook) We talk about each other On our wrap around couch, And live out all the romance In our little town house. I never fit the shower And she never sews the threads, And so we find our feelings In other people`s beds. And if the grass seems greener, But it turns out to be blue The garden of Eden isn`t quite the place for you. Don`t be surprised if I`m gone under the spell, Of some other witches` wand Ringing someone else`s bell. Meeting on the motorway Your lover boy blue, Steaming up the windows With your last breath of youth. Don`t you think I see it Your handbag`s full of notes, I`m feeling like the punch line In someone`s private joke. Our eyes don`t seem to contact Never much to say, Except perhaps excuse me Or pass me the ashtray. I see him waiting for you As you go off to work, I`m left to draw conclusions While I button up my shirt.