Says Elliot letra

I grow old I shall wear the bottom of my trousers rolled says Elliot
I grow old I shall wear the bottom of my trousers rolled says Elliot

days keep growing short, nights too
let us go then, you and I
and try to unlearn, says Elliot
he seeks for return and burns ancient love letters

let us go then you and I and lie by marble stone says Elliot
and put a record on the gramophone
Lie down dear
on the weed
Don't weep dear
gayly clad
sadness is a radical quantity says Elliot
sadness is a long brown ribbon, says he
sadness is beautiful

I grow old I shall wear the bottom of my trousers rolled says Elliot
I grow old I shall wear the bottom of my trousers rolled says Elliot

Sibylle Baier - Letras

• Colour Green
• Driving
• Forget About
• Forgett
• Girl
• Give Me a Smile
• I Lost Something In The Hills
• Remember the day
• Says Elliot
• Softly
• The End
• Tonight
• William
• Wim