L`s Song — текст песни (David Gray)

I love your nervous fingers
Won`t you fumble all night long
But in the morning they are stingers
To rise and stumble on
Down the crooked pavement
The wind rolls my thoughts like a leaf
The brill bell chimes
And fortune smiles with its broken teeth

And the many rivers run
Grateful for the rain
I`d be grateful for one morsel
Of your loving again

Summer, restless summer
Won`t let sleeping dogs lay
Your bobbed voice
You awaken as time goes by
Don`t know, don`t know
Don`t know, don`t know
Thunder`s muttered promise
Impatient girl on the scented wind
Your gray eyes starve in the rain
Nearly upon her

And the many rivers run
Grateful for the rain
I`d be grateful for one morsel
Of your loving again

And the many rivers run
Grateful for the rain
I`d be grateful for one morsel
I`d be grateful for one morsel
I`d be grateful for one morsel
Of your loving again
Ah, oh
Ah, oh
Eh, oh yeah