Текст (слова) песни: Beth Orton - Central Reservation
Running down the central reservation In last night`s red dress And I can still smell you on my fingers And taste you on my breath
Stepping through brilliant shades Of the color you bring This time, this time, this time Is whatever I want it to mean
If this is where memories are made, well Gonna like what I see And everything I ever took for granted I`m gonna let it be I step through every shade Of the color you bring But this time, this time, this time Is whatever I want it to mean
And everything and nothing is As sacred as we want it to be When it`s real. Make it real Compared to what?
It`s like living in the middle of the ocean With no future, no past And everything that`s good about now Might just glide right past I`m stepping through brilliant shades All the color you bring This time, ths time, this time Is fine just as it is
And everything is sacred here And nothing is as sacred as I want it to be When it`s real Compared to what?
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