Turning Over — текст песни (Susanna Hoffs)

Written by susanna hoffs, kevin hunter & davey faragher

Produced by matt wallace

Previously unreleased (1994)



In the first many minutes

By your thirty second hand

At this power as we lay here still

As the shape your hair makes

Goes running cross my face

I am certain of time and of place.



(turnin over) turnin over as these evenings pass

Turnin over (turnin over) as the bottle fills the glass

Turnin over (turnin over) my hand on the string

Turnin over as you and I lie here sleepin.



As the last many passions

Theres fakers and theres fate

At this power when nights become days

As the paper and its glare

Turn over in my mind

I am certain of yours and of mine.



(turnin over) turnin over as these evenings pass

Turnin over (turnin over) as the bottle fills the glass

Turnin over (turnin over) my hand on the string

Turnin over as you and I lie here sleepin.



Reach for the linen tablecloth

Catch fire, catch fire and burn

Put out with the back of the glass

And you and I turn over fast.



Turnin over (turnin over)

Turnin over (turnin over) as the fire fills the glass

Turnin over (turnin over) my hand on the string

Turnin over.