Текст песни The Sundays - Here`s Where The Story Ends
The Sundays - Here`s Where The Story Ends слова песни
people I know places I go make me feel tongue tied I can see how people look down they`re on the inside here`s where the story ends people I see, weary of me showing my good side I can see how people look down I`m on the outside here`s where the story ends ooh here`s where the story ends it`s that little souvenir of a terrible year which makes my eyes feel sore oh I never should have said the books that you read were all I loved you for it`s that little souvenir of a terrible year which makes me wonder why & it`s the memories of the shed that make me turn red surprise surprise surprise crazy I know, places I go make me feel so tired I can see how people look down I`m on the outside oh here`s where the story ends ooh here`s where the story ends it`s that little souvenir of a terrible year which makes my eyes feel sore & who ever would`ve thought the books that you brought were all I loved you for oh the devil in me said go down to the shed I know where I belong but the only thing I ever really wanted to say was wrong, was wrong, was wrong it`s that little souvenir of a colorful year which makes me smile inside so I cynically, cynically say the world is that way surprise, surprise, surprise, surprise, surprise here`s where the story ends ooh here`s where the story ends