domenica 7 novembre 2010
giovedì 4 novembre 2010
Edith
Am, G (capo 5)
she meant well
that last time
i saw her
waving bye
i was hers
she was mine
in my head
when i went blind
the tunnel lights
shine too bright
they don't fit
the dark of the night
i met pain
on a winter day
she carried
a very strange name
with lots of
Xs and Ys
she had two lips
and a thousand eyes
she meant well
that last time
and kissed me
goodnight
she meant well
that last time
i saw her
waving bye
i was hers
she was mine
in my head
when i went blind
the tunnel lights
shine too bright
they don't fit
the dark of the night
i met pain
on a winter day
she carried
a very strange name
with lots of
Xs and Ys
she had two lips
and a thousand eyes
she meant well
that last time
and kissed me
goodnight
cold feet, red cheeks
C, Am, Dm, G7
cold feet, red cheeks
my gingerbread
goodnight, sleep well
cold feet, red cheeks
i wish i had
the most soft lips
for your forehead
and your eyelids
a kiss, your bed
a baker boy hat
a sailor shirt
striped white and red
lay down your hair
a strawberry jam
of curls and dreams
waiting to unfold
and if you'll miss me
i'd rather say this:
turn off the lamp
and listen well
so close, so close
i'm right by your side
my singing, superb
like some crooner guy
i play an harp
of willowtree branches
in the wind
that's some nice picture,
isn't it?
what you think?
isn't it?
cold feet, red cheeks..
cold feet, red cheeks
my gingerbread
goodnight, sleep well
cold feet, red cheeks
i wish i had
the most soft lips
for your forehead
and your eyelids
a kiss, your bed
a baker boy hat
a sailor shirt
striped white and red
lay down your hair
a strawberry jam
of curls and dreams
waiting to unfold
and if you'll miss me
i'd rather say this:
turn off the lamp
and listen well
so close, so close
i'm right by your side
my singing, superb
like some crooner guy
i play an harp
of willowtree branches
in the wind
that's some nice picture,
isn't it?
what you think?
isn't it?
cold feet, red cheeks..
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