Текст, перевод и аккорды “Hammering Heart”
- I suppose love lives in a dustbin behind the garden wall You have to grovel on the ground and be pretty disgusting To find it at all And I suppose that it grows on you Standing there with no clothes on, And I suppose because theres beautiful girls in this town Ill stay here till Ive chosen one. I suppose lifes like a hunt, really: the hounds have fun Until the fox gets bagged And not one girl in this town will ever fall in love with me: Theyll get dragged. Her heart speaks to me; says the room the room the room Beneath her dress, and I suppose that it beats for me Like a hammering moon pulling tides through her chest Suppose she says that she owes me All that she owns and all that she is It seems to me I suppose that her hearts not enough And her love is a swizz. So suppose love lives in a mansion How the hell do I get over the wall? And if my ropes not stretched the right tension I wont cross this grand canyon at all. And I suppose that it grows like a tumor, spreads like a rumor Like the grass grows and inch every day And I suppose that before I even know it, the tide will start flowing And the drum beneath my jacket will say: You know you need her everyday She is the moon and she showed me her face She is the house and she opened the gates
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