Эту песню дала мне послушать
Draska, за что говорю ей огромное спасибо.
Возможно кто-то и не разделит моих эмоций по поводу песни, но для меня она что-то. Зацепила...
Исп.: Red House Painters
I can't let you be, cuz your beauty won't allow me
Wrapped in white sheets like an angel from a bedtime story
Shut out what they say, cuz your friends are fucked up anyway
And when they come around, somehow they feel up and you feel down
When we were kids, we hated things our parents did
We listened low to Casey Casem's radio show
That's when friends were nice
And to think of them just makes you feel nice
The smell of grass in spring
In October leaves cover everything
Have you forgotten how to love yourself?
I can’t believe all the good things that you do for me
Sit back in the chair like a princess from a far away place
Nobodyґs nice when you hold her your heart turns twice
Shut out what they say their too dumb to need it anyway
When we were kids, we hated things our sisters did
Backyard summer pools and Christmases were beautiful
And the sentiment of colored mirrored ornaments
And the open drapes looked out on frozen farmhouse landscapes
Have you forgotten how to love yourself?
Draska, за что говорю ей огромное спасибо.
