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Текст (слова) песни: Faces - Debris



two, three, four

I left you on the debris
at the Sunday morning market
you were sorting through the odds and ends
you was looking for a bargin

I heard your footsteps at the front door
and that old familiar love song
`cause you knew you`d find me waiting there
at the top of the stairs

I wouldn`t of went back
just to see how far it was
and you looked shocked to tell me
but I had to love her myself

there`s more trouble at the depot
with the general workers union
and they said they`ll never change a thing
well, they won`t fight and their not working

oh you was my hero
hell you are my good friend
I`ve been there and back
and I know how far it is

but I left you on the Debris
now we both know you got no money
and I wonder what you would have done
without me hanging around

 

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