Water's dripping from the trees
I'm waiting in my car
I'm biding all my time in memories
I see a man passing by
He smokes a big cigar
Probably there's something
He needs to tell me
Oh take my soul with you
I'm going away
Take my soul with you
Oh I think I've already heard his voice
Oh I know I've seen his face someplace before
There is something going on
His face all deadly pale
And wrinkled shows some kind of fear
He seems not to be asking
But demanding
Oh take my soul with you
I'm going away
Take my soul with you
I feel he's got the saddest thing to say
The saddest thing to say
The old musician - he won't play again
The old musician - no piano playing
I feel there's something going on
I'm hearing bells all around me
Oh take my soul with you
I'm going away
Take my soul with you
Spóźnionych słów
Nie czeka nikt
Dysonans brzmień
Bezpłodny
Nie będę krzyczeć
Nie będę płakać
Choć nie chcę z Tobą
Się rozstawać
Napięty bark
Nie chroni mnie
Zaciskam krtań
Bezwolna
Nie będę prosić
Nie będę błagać
Choć ciało krzyczy
By nie udawać
Doo goo, doo goo
Doo goo, doo goo, doo goo, doo goo
Nie będę krzyczeć
Nie będę płakać
Choć nie chcę z Tobą
Się rozstawać
Doo goo, doo goo
Doo goo, doo goo, doo goo, doo goo