Summer's gone
We're lying on the grey grass
Dreams are deep
Dreams are wet
Like puddle in the pavement
Like heaven in fall
I say to you:
"I've never been a film star
I've never been a self-made man
I've never been,
I've never been,
I've never...
What you said"
Going straight
Streets like streets
We like we
The conversation's over
Go home,
Drink hot tea
I' never say to you:
"I've never been a film star
I've never been a self-made man
I've never been,
I've never been,
I've never...
What you said"