сдерживай слёз - реви, реви, Ведь я не всерьёз в твоей любви, А ты не сдерживай слёз - реви, реви, Как птицу, любовь корми с руки. А ты не сдерживай слёз - реви, реви
(Crowe) My invisible partner in travel You're never in your seat always tryin' to unravel the love we make While I try to forget Forgettin's only
(Crowe) Waiting here somedays, and looking inside. You can't live your life on your own love, Well not all the time I need somebody, from outside
(Smotherman / Walker) I went to the circus To waste some time The barker was yelling what's on So I laid up my money And I waited in line The circus
(Crowe) One of these streets The city of dreams Wakes anticipating In the doorway I lean On the corner of 44th & 9th Ain't nothing to be seen But this
(Crowe) I'm the unhappiest soul in the whole milky way I'll twinkle when you look at me and I'll Burn the night till day I long to be Back on earth
(Crowe) I know you're a good lookin' honey baby Blind man could see You better take a look at your personality Fore you start hanging shit on me You
(Cochran/Crowe) Jingle bells Hip hip hurray I've been inside most of the day Got no family I can find at short notice The only joy I got Must be in
This time is no different I control my urge to feed Stalking your scent Through the kitchen This type of social gathering Leaves openings for speech
I know that you're my baby, You know I need you now, Don't know where I'm going, Gotta get there someday, Gotta get there somehow, Somehow, You can stay
(Crowe/Cochran) Big jet planes don't fly over me I'm one of the lucky ones I live in a quiet street She's all middle class and Bertolt Brecht Her first
(Crowe) A turn of your head says I've met you before, You say that's not possible But I could have sworn, That I asked you the difference Between sensuous
Oh, look at the green grass All the white stone masts Your ship ain't going nowhere baby Can't sail away from this, you can't sail away Memorial day
(Crowe/Cochran/Adam/Kelly) How many people have the same name? How many Davids do you know? What's the measurement on thinking the same thing What's
(Crowe,Cochran) I can't tell, if I want to know, What's on your mind, Should I just go. It's a long way down from here I better start with the stairs
(Crowe/Durand) What's in L.A. for a southern girl like you What can you get that you can't find here 'cept solid air You know southern charms Not a currency
Sailor's coming home again From over the ocean He's been away so long He's forgotten his name Left it in a heart somewhere No one to remind him Told
(Crowe) I couldn't be anything near, I couldn't be anything close to you. You engender in me fear, Fear you don't believe that my heart is true
