Текст песни Toad The Wet Sprocket - She Cried
Toad The Wet Sprocket - She Cried слова песни
Solitaire, such a fateful gameShe turns her cards and writes her name on the napkinMow she turns another cardShe dreams about the house and romanceHe promised but wont deliverShe waits aloneWith dried out hopesAnd dormant phoneShe waits for yearsAnd fantasies meltNew ones appearBut they wont helpAnd again she catches himEye pulls away with light too dimShe calls his name and runs aroundBut he was fasterAll alone in a bad part of townShe waits againWith dried out hopesAnd things made for himA little ride, a little fun was allHe held her tight, got tired and then let goThe strain on her heartShe believed a lying blackheartPainted with promisesThen he left her on the floorWith only the mirror to curse"shouldve known better"But how she cried...