Текст (слова) песни: Dusty Springfield - Losing You (White Heat Version)
Layin` about, lying in bed Maybe it was somethin` I thought I said With the tempo of the damned, the temptation of tomorrow I don`t know if I can give you anything but sorrow
They stay alive this late on Radio Five But the pen that I write with won`t tell the truth But the moments that I care about are moments that I treasure Better take another measure for pleasure
Losing you Is just a memory Memories don`t mean that much to me Losing you Is just a memory Memories don`t mean that much to me
I count the pages of the letter I write One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine Tearin` up the sheets of love this hand could not disguise I`ll start to count again and close my eyes
Losing you Is just a memory Memories don`t mean that much to me Losing you Is just a memory Memories don`t mean that much to me
Now you`re here I`m here too Can be this easy for me and you
Now you`re here I`m here too Be this easy for me and you
Losing you Is just a memory Memories don`t mean that much to me Losing you Is just a memory Memories don`t mean that much to me
Layin` about, lying in bed Could be something that I thought I said
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