Savile Row
GLAY
Morning sunday morning I'm shaking in
the car that leads me to Narita
Feeling the fragrance remaining from
summer, today I go to London
This fast flight is regular, I have a
little time left until the departure
Softly I close my eyes remembering my distant
days
Everyday covering years like in
an album, so I sing
I love more than all what's
involuntary, I persist to hold out
If I forget fashionables songs, love
songs reach my attention
Now there are not anymore soft songs
resounding in my heart
Saying that what I need in our time is
only a whim on behalf of me
I face again to somebody in the
darkness, he spits on me loudly
Hello, my soulmate, in your light eyes,
I vibrate and I get excited
How do you reflect my image ?
Someday I will have to tell you about
each thing, let's forget our love's place, stop writing to me
Since this day I've completely removed
from my heart what it had most precious...
I want to become a bullet more vigorous
than a red bus
In Hyde Park's afternoon today too I saw
peace
I dreamed about the other side of my
travel's way, I can't come out from my travel anymore
Without to see time passes I can
believe that I've also lost my mate
Hello, my soulmate, feelings, money,
dreams, which is pure, which is vile, which will I decide on ?
Even if the voices of quarrel's echos
carry on resounding as a shot, I will shout under this faraway sky
When will you give me the power to do a
song that will debase all... ?
You're my precious...
Everything must pass oh oh oh
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