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Текст песни Craig Morris - Slaves And Angels
I appreciate your friendship, I recall that you were kind,
I remember that one phonecall, your words are preying on my mind.
I look forward to next summer, no, I retract that information,
I depend upon your presence, you take the pain from desperation.
I couldn't get to sleep 'cos I was frightened.
I defended your decision, I got drunk and raised some hell,
I cast aside my inhibitions, you promised me you'd never tell,
I cried when Rhett and Scarlet parted, I laughed when Buster Keaton fell,
I cheered when man walked on the moon, you smiled when I was sent to hell.
I couldn't get to sleep 'cos I was crying.
I couldn't get to sleep