Sundays (The)
Through The Dark
Oh innocent smiles, how they put you to shameSame televised lines, I've seen the film beforeSicilian men, they're going to save their nameLeaving their brides in black shawls againSee how it's shining through the darkAs the teardrops fall and it illuminates the roomAnd we can't stop staring for a momentSome silver-screen starletBut it's my story she's living inIn a smoke-filled room pressed up against the doorSee how it's shining through the darkAs the kettle boilsAnd it illuminates the roomEntertain me, eyes on this prizeHello, I'm drowning in your tideWelcome, so close to my pale skin I'm thereBut one touch and it's goneSame black and white blondeYou know the face but never her nameHillbilly young boysWithout a tooth between themSee how it's shining through the darkLetras de cancionesSpinning a dream for the wide-awakeAnd it illuminates the roomEntertain me, fixing your eyes on the prizeHello, I'm drowning in your tideWelcome, so close to my pale skin I'm thereStay, don't roll away now(or Sister stay now, don't run now)This is my magic worldAnd it's pulling me under so stay
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