Текст и слова песни The Clientele – Everybody's Gone
please don't say a thing
it's so simple just to let it all begin
& I bend my head to kiss your lips again
& stoop to touch your hand
it's half past eight
when I get home
so let the gas fire glow
everybody's gone
& the fever that lights up the empty room
floods the distance & the
emptiness between us like a miracle
your shoulders bare
your bed untouched
you haunted me so much
your make up on
your bed untouched
you haunted me so much
it's so simple just to let it all begin
& I bend my head to kiss your lips again
& stoop to touch your hand
it's half past eight
when I get home
so let the gas fire glow
everybody's gone
& the fever that lights up the empty room
floods the distance & the
emptiness between us like a miracle
your shoulders bare
your bed untouched
you haunted me so much
your make up on
your bed untouched
you haunted me so much
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