Warterline

Tradução

Lloyd Cole

Compositor: Lloyd Cole

Well it used to be everything was fine
Everything, this all was mine
All I had to do was write it down
You'd just be there with your perfect frown

I made up my mind
I traded holy water for cheap wine
I ran out of time

Well it used to be everything was fine
Everything, this all was mine
But one fine day, you might say
That I, I threw it all away

'Cause I made up my mind
I traded holy water for cheap wine
I ran out of time
Or something that I can't define
I traded my whiskey for your wine
Leaving my river running dry
And a waterline

You might say I'm wasting my time
You might say well, I don't mind

I ran out of time
Or something that I can't define
I traded holy water for cheap wine
Leaving my river running dry
Leaving just a waterline
Just a waterline