Γιατί να με στεναχωρείς
Γιατί να μη μου πεις απλά
Πως όλα πρέπει να τελειώσουν
Πως δεν έχει άλλο πια
Πως όλα όσα μου ‘πες κάποτε
Δε βγαίνουν στη ζωή
Πως είμαι μόνη μου στον κόσμο
Και το ίδιο είσαι κι εσύ
Πες την αλήθεια
Και κοίτα με πάλι στα μάτια
Στα μάτια που δείχνουν εσένα
Ειν’ η ζωή σου τραγούδι
Που δε θα γραφτεί
Αν δεν έχεις στο νου σου εμένα
Θα σ’ αγαπάω για πάντα
Δε στο ‘πα ποτέ, Δε χρειάστηκε
Ήρθε η ώρα
Φίλα με κοίτα με πάλι στα μάτια
Αυτό που δεν είπαμε ας ζήσουμε τώρα
Θέλω να ξέρεις
Ότι είσαι εκείνο τ’ όνειρο που είδα
Είσαι ο κόσμος
που ξανάρχισε μετά την καταιγίδα
Είσαι το σπίτι που θα μένω
Ακόμα κι όταν θα ‘χεις φύγει
Πες μου τι νιώθεις
Η ζωή δεν περιμένει
Κι είναι λίγη
Πες την αλήθεια...
All God's children need travelling shoes Drive your problems from here All good people read good books Now your conscience is clear I hear you talk girl Now your conscience is clear
In the morning when I wipe my brow Wipe the miles away I like to think I can be so willed And never do what you say I'll never hear you And never do what you say
Look my eyes are just holograms Look your love has drawn red from my hands From my hands you know you'll never be More than twist in my sobriety More than twist in my sobriety More than twist in my sobriety
We've just poked a little empty pie For the fun that people had at night Late at night don't need hostility The timid smile and pause to free
I don't care about their different thoughts Different thoughts are good for me Up in arms and chaste and whole All God's children took their toll
Look my eyes are just holograms Look your love has drawn red from my hands From my hands you know you'll never be More than twist in my sobriety More than twist in my sobriety More than twist in my sobriety
Cup of tea, takes time to think, yeah Time to risk a life, a life, a life Sweet and handsome Soft and porky You pig out 'til you've seen the light Pig out 'til you've seen the light
Half the people read the papers Read them good and well Pretty people, nervous people People have got to sell News you have to sell
Look my eyes are just holograms Look your love has drawn red from my hands From my hands you know you'll never be More than twist in my sobriety More than twist in my sobriety More than twist in my sobriety