Текст (слова) песни: The Style Council - The Piccadilly Trail
What you asked for is what I gave No questions stopped at and nothing saved From my scarcity of presence to my rarely seen bed I took you in hoping that you`d be a friend Now I`m so scared of the weeks ahead What I dreamed of I saw in you I needed someone that I could trust too But you smashed down all my faith with your callous lies From the etching of daybreak to the canvas of moonlight And now I`m so scared that your reveal what`s mine
The trail, you led me down Betrayal, you let me down The trail, I`m so ashamed of you Now I`m so scared of the weeks ahead
From the silence I`m lost here in my lonely room Tears are what brought you Now you brought gloom In the fading light of sun I hear my empty heart bloom Can you ever explain your need to cause me pain
I hear the whispers in the Soho Cafes The poison gossip of the 10 `p` arcades Of looks and the stares of those who know Now their hateful eyes are the ones I close And I`m so scared of the years ahead
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