Tytuł: The only joy in town

• Wykonawca: Joni Mitchell
• Wyświetleń: 183

  
   I want to paint a picture
  Botticelli style
  Instead of Venus on a clam
  I'd paint this flower child
  "You are the air my flowers breathe"
  He calls, and the ladies turn around
  On the first day of Spring
  I'm looking at the only joy around
  He's the only joy around
  The only joy I found
  The only joy in town
  The Spanish steps are crowded
  Bunch of bodies brooding there
  Dead pan side-walk vendors
  Hustling vacant stares
  Making all the more exceptional
  This fool in a flower crown
  On the first day of Spring
  I'm looking at the only joy in town
  He's the only joy around
  The only joy I found
  The only joy in town
  The Botticelli black boy
  With the fuchias in his hair
  Is breathing in women like oxygen
  On the Spanish stairs
  In my youth I would have followed him
  All through this terra-cotta town
  On the first day of Spring
  We'd dance and sing
  And be the only joy around
  We'd be the only joy around
  The only joy in town
  He's the only joy I've found
  All day
  At night these streets are empty
  Where does everybody go
  Where are the brash and tender rooms
  In Roman candle glow
  Where are Fellini's circus'
  La Dolce Vita clowns
  On the first day of Spring
  I'm looking
  At the only joy in town
  He's the only joy around
  The only joy I found
  The only joy in town