Текст песни Story - The Barefoot Ballroom
Story - The Barefoot Ballroom слова песни
Sometimes I`m happy, mostly I`m not,I like to be alone a lotAnd I don`t know how I got this way,Everything around me seems so crazyMy life is a rented hotel for the poorThe rooms are bare, and I`m afraid to close the doorBut I keep the light on in the hallAnd the perfume of the lover on my handsAnd in a twinkling we will all be changedAnd I`ll wait for you, and I`ll wait for youIn a twinkling we will all be changedAnd I`ll wait for you, I`ll wait for you`Cause they`ll come barefoot, little angels,Barefoot, little angels, and take us away from hereThey`ll come barefoot, little angels,Barefoot, little angels, and take us away from here(The scene is set and the light is on,Set, and the light is on in the barefoot ballroomThe scene is set and the light is on,Set, and the light is on in the barefoot ballroom)Sometimes she comes at a quarter to two,Wearing her love like a costumeShe takes it off, she`s barefoot,Sometimes I remember this dance,Mostly notAnd in a twinkling we will all be changedAnd I`ll wait for you, and I`ll wait for youIn a twinkling we will all be changedAnd I`ll wait for you, I`ll wait for you`Cause they`ll come barefoot, little angels,Barefoot, little angels, and take us away from hereThey`ll come barefoot, little angels,Barefoot, little angels, and take us away from here(The scene is set and the light is on,Set, and the light is on in the barefoot ballroomThe scene is set and the light is on,Set, and the light is on in the barefoot ballroom)