Curse — текст песни (Glenn Hughes)

Met her a Thursday
Broken is the will
Golden is the word
Taken by the thrill
Shoulda known better
Shoulda worn my overcoat
Throw away the fur
Sink until I float

Oh it still hurts
Maybe you`re the one
Livin` on the earth

I need a little faith
I`m livin` in a dream
Carryin` a heavy load

`Cos I need someone who lives far away
I`m going down south, down to New Orleans
Try to find another road
And still I live here with the curse

Don`t know why, I wake before the fall
Won`t you lead the way
I can hear the call
Maybe one day, I hope you`ll come around
Voices in the wind, above the ground