Текст песни The Roches - Move
The Roches - Move слова песни
sundaycold weatherhome, that`s where i`ll stayok i admit iti`ve been driftingdreaming the hours awaydreamin` of lovethe gentle kindi don`t have to prove myselfall of the timeworkingyears at a jobburning for a raiselet`s face iti`m no go getterworthy of a boss`s praiseworthy of lovethe unusual kindi don`t have to prove myselfall of the timeat the bus stop when the evening fallsresting there until the driver callshurry it up now hurry it up and move, ladymagicit`s a shiny trainstealing away in the windi can`t catch itso i close my eyesfeel it against my skinfeeling that loveyou`re a friend of minei don`t have to prove myselfall of the timeat the bus stop in the hazy dawncome on mister one last lazy yawnhurry it up now hurry it up and move, lady