Golden Cities - Lisa Germano

I'm on a be road heading for the sea To see if hands across the ocean Shake or wave See if hands across the ocean Shake or wave Through the whiplash of the wind

That reminds me of the time I felt It's time for sin and catholic guilt Two years later to the day I had reason to confess With her hair a shining shade Of bus

I know she doesn't play the field But she likes to know the strength of the team She says she doesn't like my style But I loved her in my own fashion Kept her u

I know all the ropes But I haven't a hope Of pulling you back to me I'm losing my grip And sailing this ship From bar stool to borstal and back You made me feel

All I can hear is the clucking of tongues I can see them Plucking at crumbs of conversations A drunk uncle's breath And they're touching my hand As now turns in

Obscurity Knocks - The Trash Can Sinatras 以下歌词翻译由文曲大模型提供 Lyrics by：John Douglas/Francis Reader/Paul Livingston Composed by：John Douglas/Francis Rea