Ron Pope

Seven English Girls
I drove eleven hundred miles to find a photograph I lost It's just a polaroid I used to keep of a girl that I once loved And sleeping leads to nightmares 'cause I never can forget So now I'm dreaming of Los Angeles as the winter closes in I said I'm dreaming of Los Angeles as the winter closes in And we met seven English girls who asked if we'd like to see God I'm not one for missed adventures so I answered with a smile We spent the night on razor's edge All innocence and sin Now I'm strung out on the Bowery as the winter closes in I said I'm strung out on the Bowery as the winter closes in And I won't cry if you can't love me like the way it used to feel We had our summer on Long Island now there's wounds that never heal And I won't cry if you can't love me like the way it used to feel We had our summer on Long Island now there's wounds that never heal I'd paint a picture of my mother but I can't recall her face She's even far away at midnight and her laughter haunts my dreams I ain't never been this broken I've got nothing left to give Now I'm searching for salvation as the winter closes in I said I'm searching for salvation as the winter closes in Man I'm searching for salvation as the winter closes in Songtexte And I won't cry if you can't love me like the way it used to feel We had our summer on Long Island now there's wounds that never heal And I won't cry if you can't love me like the way it used to feel We had our summer on Long Island now there's wounds that never heal Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh No Oh Oh Oh No Oh Oh Oh Aus Songtexte Mania