Rare, precious and gone — текст песни (Waterboys, The)


Cry baby boy, not tears of joy
the one you held is no longer your toy
She`s got her new boots and her make up on
you can call her your friend
But not your lover again
she`s made it clear as air that this affair is at an end
So what are you doing holding on?

Don`t you see she`s
rare, precious and she`s gone
She`s rare, precious and she`s gone

She was soft in your hands, now she`s shattered your plans
I`m sympathetic but you`ve got to understand
You tried to squeeze her somewhere
she just don`t belong
SHe was being sincere when she breathed in your ear
as long as there were stars in the night sky she`d be near
Even angels get it wrong!

Won`t you see she`s
rare, precious and she`s gone
She`s rare, precious and she`s gone

It`s a subtle trap
seeding guilt in her mind
But she ain`t taking your crap
this time
Boy you`re out on a line...

She`s a queen among women, a child among queens
the finest thing that your lovesick eyes have ever seen
She`s a rose without a thorn
she`s a peach, she`s a prize
A gift in disguise
she`s graceful and colourful and when she grows
she`ll be wise
But most of all my friend, she`s gone
gone, gone gone!

She`s rare, precious and she`s gone
rare, precious and she`s gone
Yes, she`s rare, precious and she`s gone
she`s rare, precious and she`s gone
Gone, gone gone...



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