Текст и слова песни Robbie Robertson – Breakin The Rules
I tried to reach you
On Valentine's Day
But how can I reach you
When you're so far away
Don't make me a victim
Don't make me the clown
With my arms reaching out
And my head hanging down
We can't go on
Touching the flame
Breakin the rules
Of the game
I bring you this cross
I carved out of wood
I'm just trying to tell you
That I'd change if I could
Grew up on the west side
Never even been to the east side
Don't know what they do with their lives
Over there over there
We can't go on
Hiding the pain
Breakin the rules
Of the game
We can't go on
Living in shame
Breakin the rules
Of the game
On Valentine's Day
But how can I reach you
When you're so far away
Don't make me a victim
Don't make me the clown
With my arms reaching out
And my head hanging down
We can't go on
Touching the flame
Breakin the rules
Of the game
I bring you this cross
I carved out of wood
I'm just trying to tell you
That I'd change if I could
Grew up on the west side
Never even been to the east side
Don't know what they do with their lives
Over there over there
We can't go on
Hiding the pain
Breakin the rules
Of the game
We can't go on
Living in shame
Breakin the rules
Of the game
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