Tytuł: Invisible strings

• Wykonawca: Ian Hunter
• Wyświetleń: 275

  
   One, two, three
  Well I woke up this morning - there's a girl in my bed.
  How did she get there? Was it something I said?
  I don't understand it but somehow it seems
  She visits me in invisible dreams.
  Over and over I try to explain
  How did that girl get into my veins?
  Did somebody send her - was it my velvet wings?
  And how does she touch my invisible strings?
  Invisible Strings - Invisible Strings
  These are a few of my favorite things
  Now it's all over when the fat lady sings
  I'll still be playing my invisible strings
  
  Well maybe she don't have a world of her own
  Maybe she's using me just like a phone
  And sometimes she's cool and sometimes she stings
  And I'm all tangled up in invisible strings
  Invisible Strings - Invisible Strings
  These are a few of my favorite things
  When you're wearing black and I'm wearing wings,
  We'll still be playing those invisible strings
  
  Well she never leaves - I'm never alone
  I ain't in the book but she's still calling home
  I tried to lose her - watch the tv
  But that woman's always picking on me
  Well, there's strings round my body, strings round my heart
  I'd like to know where the string-pulling starts
  I'd give anything to meet the angel who sends
  Invisible ink to my invisible pen
  Invisible Strings - Invisible Strings
  These are a few of my favorite things
  When you're wearing black and I'm wearing wings,
  We'll still be playing our invisible strings
  Invisible Strings - Invisible Strings
  These are a few of my favorite things
  Now it's all over when the fat lady sings
  We'll still be playing our invisible strings
  Invisible Strings - Invisible Strings
  Oh yeah