Testo Cowboys - Counting Crows

Testo della canzone Cowboys (Counting Crows), tratta dall'album Counting Crows: The Collection

Cowboys on the road tonight
Crying in their sleep
If I was a hungry man with a gun in my hand
There's some promises to keep
Who wanted to change the world
Was as easy as murder
Saw headlights and vapor trails
And Circle K killers
And I know I could look at anyone but you now
I could fall into the eyes of anyone but you now, now, now, now
So come on, come on, come on
Oh, come on through now
Come on, come on, come on
Oh, come on through now
This is a list of what I should have been but I'm not
This is a list of the things that I
Should have seen but I'm not seeing
The look in your eyes as his fingertips
Lit on your neck and made you shiver
I'm just turning away from where I should have been
Because I am not anything
Oh, anything, oh
The president's in bed tonight
But he can't get to sleep
'Cause all the cowboys on the radio are killers
And I believe she loves you
'Cause you never make her feel like anything
She said I wouldn't feel a thing
But I can feel, oh, I can feel
And I know I could look at anyone but you now
I could fall into the arms of anyone but you now, now, now, now
So come on, come on, come on
Oh, come on through now
Come on, come on, come on
Oh, come on through now
This is a list of what I should have been but I'm not
This is a list of the things that I
Should have seen but I am not seeing
The look in your eyes as fingers
Unzipping your dress and it makes you shiver
I'm just turning away from what I shouldn't see
Because I am not anything
Oh, anything, oh
Everyone's in bed tonight
But nobody can sleep
'Cause all the satellites are watching through our windows
She says she doesn't love me like, like she's acting
But it's as if she isn't talking
'Cause Mr. Lincoln's head is bleeding
On the front row while she's speaking
I said come on all you cowboys
All you blue-eyed baby boys
Oh, come on all you dashing gentlemen of summer
I'll wait for you where Saturday's a memory
And Sunday comes to gather me
Into the arms of God who'll welcome me
Because I believe, oh, I believe
And I know I could look at anyone but you now
I could fall into the eyes of anyone but you now, now, now, now
So come on, come on, come on
Oh, come on through now
Come on, come on, come on
Oh, come on through now
This is a list of what I should have been but I'm not
This is a list of the things that I
Should have seen but I'm not seeing
You look at me
So please won't you look at me?
'Cause I'm not seeing you look at me
Oh, oh, I will make you look at me
Or I am not anything
Oh, anything, no, no, no, no, no, no



Credits
Writer(s): James Bogios, David A. Immergluck, Daniel John Vickrey, Charles Thomas Gillingham, David Lynn Bryson, Millard Powers, Adam Frederic Duritz
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