Вершы: Pogues, The. Tuesday Morning.

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Too many sad days

Too many Tuesday mornings

I thought of you today

I wished it was yesterday morning

I thought of you today

I dreamt you were dressed in mourning



But I knew that you

With your heart beating

And your eyes shining

Would be dreaming of me

Lying with you

On a Tuesday morning



I fell through the window

And I found that I was still breathing

I thought of tomorrow

And the fear that you might leave me

I thought of tomorrow

And I wished it was Monday morning



But I knew that you

WIth your heart beating

And your eyes shining

Would be dreaming of me

Lying with you

On a Tuesday morning



Turn your face from me

And I will cover myself with sorrow

Bring Hell down upon me

I will surrender my heart to sorrow

Bring Hell down upon me

And I will say goodbye tomorrow



But I knew that you

With your heart beating

And your eyes shining

Would be dreaming of me

Lying with you

On a Tuesday morning