Sunday morning you wake up Some people go to church - perhaps Same time we drink sugar tea Have our third breakfast Wake up at three You sit in church
I sit on my pillow My cat on my head I hear your voice, boy And can't forget Your kisses were cold and Full of loneliness Hold deep sadness With my hands
Look beyond my face and love me I'm not the good girl you should know There was a time when I thought of you There was a time when you thought of me
On the night of april the 14th A little girl walked to new york, new york Her best friend jonny said It'd be impossible 'cause Seattle is too far away
Little long time At breakfast tea some toast and eggs The t.v.'s on I'm lying in bed My feet are cold and my cheeks are red I pet my real fat cat Nobody
Never wore a gun before A plane in the fog, oh wait those are clouds I'm talking about The suitcase in my hand and the way I have to walk Those are empty
...hayeahhhh... A red black beetle crawls over my feet It's little steps tickle It gives me the creeps I wash my hands and I wash my face A fresh summer
Oh, oh, oh, this is witchcraft Oh, oh, oh, this is witchcraft Oh, oh, oh, this is witchcraft Oh, oh, oh, this is witchcraft Oh, oh, oh, this is witchcraft 'Cause this is witchcraft
Sexy girl She doesn't look good I mean she isn't thin She doesn't have a perfect skin But she's so mmmhh... Hey she's so mmmhh...aha So schalalalala
Dear lifetime Dear lifetime Listen to me Are you standing, waiting for me? Are you running, will you follow me? Dear lifetime Answer me What will
magic And she said to him Whilst regaining her magic Cause this is witchcraft babe and it is everywhere In the woods, in the sea and the moon's got it, yeah This is witchcraft
Översättning: Wonderwall. Witchcraft.
