Tekstovi: Jayhawks. Hollywood Town Hall. Crowded In The Wings.

It's taken you so long, where can you be?
I would have laid my life down for you
Nothing seems real, nothing seems real
Now that you're gone

Have you seen the sisters? Blue-eyed curls of gold
Helen, no one there to be seen
Sunlight looks down, stripped bare to the ground
Held by the leaves

Been crowded in the wings
Mostly I don't mind
Been crowded in the wings
Then it's you I find, then it's you I find
Then it's you I find

Two hundred yards in front of the man
He could never see his way to another day
This time meant the same
Cold, cold, cold, cold once again

Been crowded in the wings
Mostly I don't mind
Been crowded in the wings
Then it's you I find, then it's you I find
Then it's you I find

You brought me to the mother of mountains
You brought me to
And no one reads to you at night
And all your lies came to pass
Just something I said made you turn your life in

Been crowded in the wings
Mostly I don't mind
Been crowded in the wings
Then it's you I find, then it's you I find
Then it's you I

Been crowded in the wings
Mostly I don't mind
Been crowded in the wings
Then it's you I find, then it's you I find
Then it's you I

Been crowded in the wings
Been crowded in the wings
Been crowded in the wings
Been crowded in the wings