Текст (слова) песни: Gloria Record, The - I Was Born In Omaha
I was born in Omaha In my mother`s tired arms After all our fight was gone I bet it felt good just to lie there Drinking in the warm lights And breathing through the tubes As our lovers filled the room with conversation I was named to bear you like A float in a parade My piano fingers tugging at the chord And so much extra skin That I still can`t fill it in Wonder whose it could have been `Cause it don`t fit me comfortably And the nurses stopping in To see that you are fine To open up the blinds And shower you with sunshine I was born in Omaha To steal her skeptic heart My piano fingers tugging at the chord `Cause life in a bubble can be The sweetest thing sometimes With the world just passing by Outside your window Dream over
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