Слова:
Shindell Richard

I was hers and you were his The night we met out on that bridge You knew then what I know now That love put down comes back some how The comet came

Amor mio, me da verguenza No haberte escrito antes Aunque siempre queria La verdad es que no podia Que decirte? Soy medio lento Me llevo todos

The war was over and the spirit was broken The hills were smokin' as the men withdrew We stood on the cliffs Oh, and watched the ships Slowly sinking

True my love, but cold the wind That howls against the cabin door Sweet the night, but cruel the day That comes to take my love away The fire-light

The crops are all in and the peaches are rotting The oranges are packed in their creosote dumps They're flying 'em back to that Mexico border To take

It?s uncanny It?s something strange It?s something I have Long tried to ignore Behind the curtain Behind the door If I keep my eyes cast down

There?s a two-lane county road in northern Jersey Winding up a hill beside a lake Just before the road winds to an end Is Hazel?s house Long white

Northbound 35 Through the iron hills Under infidel skies It's two hundred miles to drive You won't be home I saw an elsebound train On the overpass

Senor, senor, do you know where we're headin'? Lincoln County Road or Armageddon? Seems like I been down this way before Is there any truth in that,