Suzanne Vega - Casual Match текст песни

Текст песни Casual Match - Suzanne Vega



I only turned to see
What hand had set this inner field alight
Against the flame I see
The outline of a man against the night
Take back your sympathy
I do not need to drink that bitter stuff
I'd rather break the thread
That bound us close, and say we called a bluff
(X2)
A casual match
In a very dry field
What could be
The season's yield?
My eyes have gone to coal
It's nothing I would be concerned about
Observe the moment
When the heat of love becomes the chill of doubt
(X2)
A casual match
In a very dry field
What could be
The season's yield?
A casual match
In a very dry field
Fire and ash
Is the season's yield
We look for a sign
But it is not revealed
Fire and ash is the
Season's yield



Авторы: Suzanne Vega, Mitchell Froom


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Альбом Nine Objects of Desire
дата релиза
01-01-1996




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