Vārdi:
Beth Orton Comfort Of Strangers

gonna keep that in mind One love is better than not enough I'd rather have no love than messing with the wrong stuff Just the comfort of strangers Always the comfort of strangers

[Incomprehensible] in the pouring rain For every constellation she might navigate again Each and every line she might wear in time Baptized by the rain

Curl up inside me C'mon hide for a while Look in your eyes I see Looking back is a child That we, we dance a fine line We didn't take much time You can

For those who preach forgiveness Whilst they?re practicing revenge Man will do to man But nature?s got it all in hand It ain?t free It ain?t fooled you

It's true your love has been a lesson And it's taught me more than any other blessing And you're the one that can wrestle me C'mon hold me down now one

Worms don't dance They haven't got the balls No matter how do you do it It's just you do it, that's all You got what it takes To knock at my door You

I've been reeling home A broken shopping trolley wheels on the wrong How come wisdom came on strong But it's too late to be done Words are but dust of

Tulkojums: Orton, Beth. Comfort Of Strangers.