Текст песни VAN MORRISON - Waiting Game
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Текст песни VAN MORRISON - Waiting Game
On a golden autumn day returningWhere each moment never is the sameSometimes pure joy it comes with patienceWhen I'm waiting on, waiting gameWhen I'm waiting on, waiting game There must be reason for all this inaction( )Does it mean that everything must changeSometimes I'm looking for perfectionWhen I'm waiting on, waiting gameWhen I'm waiting on, waiting game I am the observer who is observingI am the brother of this snakeI am the serpent filled with venomA god of love and a god of hate There is a presence deep within youSometimes they call it higher flameAnd the leaves come tumbling down, rememberI'll be waiting on, waiting gameI'll be waiting on, waiting game I am the observer who is observingI am the brother of this snakeI am the serpent filled with venomA god of love and a god of hate There is a presence deep within youSome people call it higher power in flameWhen the leaves come tumbling down, rememberI'll be waiting on, waiting gameI'll be waiting on, waiting game.....