Tytuł: Indoor fireworks

• Wykonawca: Elvis Costello
• Wyświetleń: 179

  
   We play these parlour games
  We play at make believe
  When we get to the part where I say that I'm going to leave
  Everybody loves a happy ending but we don't even try
  We go straight past pretending
  To the part where everybody loves to cry
  (chorus)
  Indoor fireworks
  Can still burn your fingers
  Indoor fireworks
  We swore we were safe as houses
  They're not so spectacular
  They don't burn up in the sky
  But they can dazzle or delight
  Or bring a tear
  When the smoke gets in your eyes
  
  You were the spice of life
  The gin in my vermouth
  And though the sparks would fly
  I thought our love was fireproof
  Sometimes we'd fight in public darling
  With very little cause
  But different kinds of sparks would fly
  When we got on our own behind closed doors
  
  (chorus)
  It's time to tell the truth
  These things have to be faced
  My fuse is burning out
  And all that powder's gone to waste
  Don't think for a moment dear that we'll ever be through
  I'll build a bonfire of my dreams
  And burn a broken effigy of me and you