Текст (слова) песни: Lucinda Williams - Out of Touch
written by Lucinda Williams
Once in awhile we might pass on the street We nod we smile and we shuffle our feet Making small talk standing face to face Hands in our pockets cause we feel so out of place Our paths may cross again in some crowded bar We feel a little lost cause we`ve drifted away so far Hoping to find the right words to say We joke a little and then go on our way We are so out of touch yeah We are so out of touch yeah La La La La la la la We speak in past tense and talk about the weather Half broken sentences we try to piece togethor I ask about an old friend that we both used to know You said you heard he took his life about five years ago We may pass each other on the interstate We honk and cross over to the other lane Everybody`s going somewhere everybody`s inside Hundreds of cars hundreds of private lives We are so out of touch yeah La La La La la la la
From Lucinda William "Essence" Lost Highway Records 2001 Warner - Tamerlane Publishing/Lucy Jones Music
Tony Garnier bass Bo Ramsey guitar Charlie Sexton guitar David Mansfield violin/viola Jim Keltner drums Organ Reese Wyans Lucinda acoustic guitar
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