Текст песни




City shivers in November air
Chills down to the heart of me
Boots wet from walking in the snow
Building rises from the pavement
Reaching to a cloudy day
Coffee spilling on the sidewalk
It goes on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on
It goes on
I don't want to see your face no more
Don't want you hanging round at my front door
I don't even want to hear your name
I don't want to think of you
Okay, I do
Walked through Central Park in August
Like we should have in the spring
But you moved on
I think I still recall your number
Perhaps that's why I don't phone
'Cause you'd let me down
Anyway
It goes on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on
It goes on
I don't want to see your face no more
Don't want you hanging round at my front door
I don't even want to hear your name
When I do I start thinking that I'd go insane
I don't want to see your face again
I don't want to think of you
Okay, I do
I don't want to see your face no more
Don't want you hanging round at my front door



Авторы: Waylon Payne, Keith Gattis Copyright: Gattis Music, Waylon Payne Music, Western Legend Music



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