Текст (слова) песни: Marty Willson-Piper - Soft Murder
Softly softly I take you away Over a hill to a place far away As soon as you knew you were going away You packed up a subtle green bag And skipped into a dream Softly softly I arrive with you I have no idea what to do with you Surrounded by people who stare at you You unpacked your subtle green bag And fell into the pockets of the porters Softly softly you`ve spoken to me Softly softly you`ve found a way Softly softly you`ve turned my bed Into a battleground of lust Ah must you softly softly Softly softly I comb my hair I turn around and you comb your hair Every question sitting there You reached into your subtle green bag And brushed away the day
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