Paroles de la chanson This Perfect Friend par
The Lord he gave
The Promised Land
But not the wisdom
To make it last
Who is the one?
Who lies with you?
Denies my sleeping
And the night belonging to
I feel ashamed of all I've become
I feel ashamed, for I am not the one
For lonely feelings will mess with you
A nightmare of lions they perish you
Who is the one
Beloved by all
Who steals the heart?
The Promised Land
But not the wisdom
To make it last
Who is the one?
Who lies with you?
Denies my sleeping
And the night belonging to
I feel ashamed of all I've become
I feel ashamed, for I am not the one
For lonely feelings will mess with you
A nightmare of lions they perish you
Who is the one
Beloved by all
Who steals the heart?
The fire through which I crawl
And who is she
To lie with you
To cry with you
To leave without a sound
Your dishevelled hair
The warmth of the sun
But I feel like a stranger
I share of no-one
For lonely people will mess with you
Lonely people can't hide the harm they do
Who is the one?
This perfect friend?
Who is the one?
Of my imagining
And who is she
To lie with you
To cry with you
To leave without a sound
Your dishevelled hair
The warmth of the sun
But I feel like a stranger
I share of no-one
For lonely people will mess with you
Lonely people can't hide the harm they do
Who is the one?
This perfect friend?
Who is the one?
Of my imagining