Lletres:
Color Blau

Before the earth was round There was no end to things No one tried to measure what they knew Everything was warm And everyone would love And every contradiction

It's coming down, babe Could be as bad as they talked about It's coming down, babe Could be before we can make it out But when they say that all is lost

In your fitted raincoat and tangled winter hair Cheeks a little rosy in the February air And running through the subway to catch the uptown train Spend

If you should be the last autumn leaf Hanging from the tree I'll still be here waiting on the breeze To bring you down to me And if it takes forever

Miss Antoinette, she went out with a song Selling booze and silver shoes and singing right along Shotgun and a limousine while the baby dolls march on

I've been waiting for months, waiting for years Waiting for you to change Aw, but there ain't much that's dumber There ain't much that's dumber Than pinning

All of the astronauts Champagne in plastic cups Waiting for the big hero to show Outside the door he stands His head in his hands And his heart in his

Skyscrapers please forgive me I didn't mean a word I said Skyscrapers I was just tangled up in my own head And somehow in all the madness I thought that

You know you can't keep letting it get you down And you can't keep dragging that dead weight around Is it really all that much to lug around Better run