Howlin Rain
Show Business
Woke up at 8 to the rain coming inFalling on my old red rugI poured myself another wine and blew another lineAnd listened to your voice haunt my headMaybe I mistook you for a diamond ringMaybe there ain't no such thingWe shared a bed laughingAnd a pint or two of ginThat don't mean were starring in the moviesWoke up at 8 to the sound of tearsFalling from our fool's gold eyesI watched your pale spine from the corner of the bedIts shape began to scream at heavenMaybe I mistook you for a diamond ringMaybe there ain't no such thingWe shared a bed, some laughs, and a pint or two of ginThat don't mean were starring in the moviesWoke up at 8 to the sound of birdsSinging a lonely old songThey stood inside the light like the blood of the sunScreaming Where did it all go wrong?Maybe I mistook you for a diamond ringMaybe there ain't no such thingWe shared a bed laughingAnd a pint or two of ginThat don't mean were starring in the movies
From Letras Mania