Текст песни Wainwright Rufus - Imaginarylove
Wainwright Rufus - Imaginarylove слова песни
Every kind of love, or at least my kind of loveMust be an imaginary love to start withGuess that can explain the rain, waiting walking gameSchubert broke my brain to start withHoped to look at you in a cabBack of your head across my lapOh what grace, green back seat against the red of your faceHoped to look at you in any old grand hotelDrunken demands gave way to reservationsOh what a room, champagne brings such happy faces, happy faces`Cause every kind of love, or at least my kind of loveMust be an imaginary love to start withGuess that can explain the rain, waiting walking gameSchubert broke my brain to start with