Songtexte Bittersweet - Elliott Murphy

Let me tell you about a girl I know
Well she's got Palamino strides
And when her breakdown in Geneva came
I was there right by her side
And I told her as she got older
She wouldn't fall so hard
But she said that she'd keep walking
Cause you know she knows her style

And look at me
So blind I thought I could see
She don't want to read no history book
She don't want to prove no eventuality
No eventuality

And when she takes me to the gallery
And we stand in the hand of art
And all I saw was death on those walls
I want to tear those paintings apart
And it's colder as you grow older
You can't close your eyes
But she says that you've got to do something
And I'm looking for a good disguise

And look at me
So blind I thought I could see
She don't want to read no history book
She don't want to prove no eventuality
No eventuality

And maybe later when the seasons change
And the dice are all rolled out
They will say we were gamblers then
We were young and we had no doubts
And the ending when love's just lending
Can't even break her smile
But like she says you really got to do something
If only waiting for a brand new style

And look at me
So blind I thought I could see
She don't want to read no history book
She don't want to prove no eventuality
No eventuality