Текст песни The Style Council - The Piccadilly Trail
The Style Council - The Piccadilly Trail слова песни
What you asked for is what I gaveNo questions stopped at and nothing savedFrom my scarcity of presence to my rarely seen bedI took you in hoping that you`d be a friendNow I`m so scared of the weeks aheadWhat I dreamed of I saw in youI needed someone that I could trust tooBut you smashed down all my faith with your callous liesFrom the etching of daybreak to the canvas of moonlightAnd now I`m so scared that your reveal what`s mineThe trail, you led me downBetrayal, you let me downThe trail, I`m so ashamed of youNow I`m so scared of the weeks aheadFrom the silenceI`m lost here in my lonely roomTears are what brought youNow you brought gloomIn the fading light of sunI hear my empty heart bloomCan you ever explain your need to cause me painI hear the whispers in the Soho CafesThe poison gossip of the 10 `p` arcadesOf looks and the stares of those who knowNow their hateful eyes are the ones I closeAnd I`m so scared of the years ahead