Idioma Origen:
Well, the clock says it's time to close, now;
I guess I'd better go, now;
I'd really like to stay here all night.
The cars crawl all stuffed with eyes,
Street light shed teir hollow glow;
Your brain seems bruised with numb surprise.
Still one place to go, still one place to go.
Let me sleep all night in your soul kitchen,
Warm my mind near you gentle stove.
Turn me out and I'll wander, baby,
Stumbling in the neon groves.
Your fingers weawe quick minarets,
Speaking in secret alphabets.
I light another cigarrette,
Learn to forget, learn to forget,
Learn to forget, learn to forget.
Let me sleep all night in your soul kitchen,
Warm my mind near you gentle stove.
Turn me out and I'll wander, baby,
Stumbling in the neon groves, yeah.
Well,the clock says it's time to close, now;
I know I have to go now
I'd really wanna stay here all night,
All night, all night.
Idioma Destino:
Well, the clock says it's time to close, now;
I guess I'd better go, now;
I'd really like to stay here all night.
The cars crawl all stuffed with eyes,
Street light shed teir hollow glow;
Your brain seems bruised with numb surprise.
Still one place to go, still one place to go.
Let me sleep all night in your soul kitchen,
Warm my mind near you gentle stove.
Turn me out and I'll wander, baby,
Stumbling in the neon groves.
Your fingers weawe quick minarets,
Speaking in secret alphabets.
I light another cigarrette,
Learn to forget, learn to forget,
Learn to forget, learn to forget.
Let me sleep all night in your soul kitchen,
Warm my mind near you gentle stove.
Turn me out and I'll wander, baby,
Stumbling in the neon groves, yeah.
Well,the clock says it's time to close, now;
I know I have to go now
I'd really wanna stay here all night,
All night, all night.