Призраки иногда теряют прозрачность...а слова - своё подлинное значение
I'm afraid of the morning

I'm afraid of the light

You should come with a warning

You should be wearing a sign

That says you're beautiful trouble

So you better beware

One look and I was in right over my head.



Oh this misery

There's no place on earth I'd rather be.



You're not the one I need

You're just the one that I want

Makes a perfect sense to me

You're not the one I need

But you're the one that I want

Ain't no sense of love.



I try to stop myself

So many times

But I keep falling over

I keep crossing the line

The heart of a gypsy and the soul of a stone

It's just a matter of time before you leave ma alone.



Oh sweet misery

Fill my heart up and pour it all over me.



It's not logical

That's the way I feel

It's not logical

Psychological

It's heaven underneath my skin but it's hell out here.