Swlabr — текст песни (Eric Clapton)

By jack bruce and pete brown



Coming to me in the morning, leaving me at night.

Coming to me in the morning, leaving me alone.

Youve got that rainbow feel but the rainbow has a beard.



Running to me a-cryin when he throws you out.

Running to me a-cryin, on your own again.

Youve got that pure feel, such good responses,

But the picture has a mustache.



Youre coming to me with that soulful look on your face,

Coming looking like youve never ever done one wrong thing.



Youre coming to me with that soulful look on your face.

Youre coming looking like youve never ever done one wrong thing.



So many fantastic colors; I feel in a wonderland.

Many fantastic colors makes me feel so good.

Youve got that pure feel, such good responses.

Youve got that rainbow feel but the rainbow has a beard.