The Way Of All Storms — текст песни (Big Umbrella)

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Hey Delilah, you`ve always been a sight for sore eyes
And a winter come and gone couldn`t knock you from your course
You`re gonna make a lucky man`s prize
You are gonna command a fine price someday
You don`t need a poor boy like me
I go the way of all storms
Hey Delilah, darlin` you know better than that
Honey now is the time that you should open like a flower
Falling short, I`m falling shor,
Seems that`s all I ever do
I`m falling short of you
You don`t need a poor boy like me
I go the way of all storms
I`m not the one to ever hold you down
And when I say it`s over
Don`t make me say it`s over
Over and over again
Please have mercy on me