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Текст: Jets To Brazil. Four Cornered Night. Little Light.


there's a sign up ahead
says no signs for a while
and a line in my mind
from a song we both like
it sounds like me and you
and all we're going through
flip the tape hit rewind
it's my turn to drive
little light tonight
i just saw our whole life
you're a sweet avenue
that i can't seem to get to
now i'm so far from you
i'm naming stars for you
ship to shore do you read?
s.o.s. j.t.b.
there's only one way through
and i don't know
if it goes through you
i can't even see
where are we now?
nothing's changed
little light tonight
i don't like being right
but i know what will be
will somehow be allright
i see you c.w.
there is no other you
dawn comes down to your room
sing song blacking up my blue
the floor's a mess of cords
track number four
could use some more
if it takes a broken heart
just roll the tape
nothing's changed