Текст и слова песни Bishop Stephen – The Girl In The Orange Sweater
I watch her through revolving doors
Through the windows of trains
On the stairway to the second floor
On crowded street covered with rain
She rushes by and I call out her name
Somehow she disappears...
So I wait for her by the cafe light
Where strangers meet
at the end of the night
And I wait for her to come to me
The Girl in the Orange Sweater
She accidentally took my seat
Pulled off her white gloves
I was captured by the look on her face
A masterpiece of beauty and grace
Just travelers passing the time...
So I wait for her by the Cafe light
Where she missed her train and
we talked all night..
And I wait for her to come back to me
The Girl in the Orange Sweater
The Girl in the Orange Sweater
And when I close my eyes I see
a cold and lonely world
if she's not there with me...
And I wait for her to come back to me
The Girl in the Orange Sweater...
Through the windows of trains
On the stairway to the second floor
On crowded street covered with rain
She rushes by and I call out her name
Somehow she disappears...
So I wait for her by the cafe light
Where strangers meet
at the end of the night
And I wait for her to come to me
The Girl in the Orange Sweater
She accidentally took my seat
Pulled off her white gloves
I was captured by the look on her face
A masterpiece of beauty and grace
Just travelers passing the time...
So I wait for her by the Cafe light
Where she missed her train and
we talked all night..
And I wait for her to come back to me
The Girl in the Orange Sweater
The Girl in the Orange Sweater
And when I close my eyes I see
a cold and lonely world
if she's not there with me...
And I wait for her to come back to me
The Girl in the Orange Sweater...
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