Вершы: Tim Hutton. Everything. Fall.

Of innocence there is a lack
And it is never coming back
To read the future like some dreadful almanac

You're the train and I'm the track
And you are never turning back
And I will twist and turn
Whilst never changing tact

And suddenly I'm alone with my love
And though the world still sometimes kicks me without warning
I thank the god that made you fall for me... ah

Na na na na na na na...

And suddenly I'm alone with my love
And though the world still sometimes kicks me without warning
I thank the god that made you fall for me... ah
Fall for me