Текст: Carpenters. Ticket To Ride. All I Can Do.

Ooh, ooh, ba
Yesterday I thought you?d stay
I thought you?d see things my way
But now I see my hopes may be dead

I should have known when you said
I was the one you wanted
Wanting meant nothing more than today

(*) All I can do is cry over you
And hope you return someday
All I can do is cry over you
Ever since you?ve gone away

Every road that I follow
Leaves me with no tomorrow
I need someone to show me the way

Repeat (*)

Baba, baba, baba
Baba, baba, baba