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Drops from My Faucet

Nanci Griffith1999年9月14日

Drops from My Faucet 歌詞

Drops From My Faucet (LP版) - Nanci Griffith

Drops from the faucet

 

Like a nervous heart

 

Beat on my porcelain sink

 

A rhythm avant garde

 

I page through the phone book

Reach for my fountain pen

 

Is he comin' in for the holidays

To haunt me again

 

I call up the grand central

 

Information please

 

Is that nickel line on time oh fine

 

It's a hairdo with a wave

 

We both forgot and forgave last time

 

A peddler of pots and pans

Down on union square

 

Said city hall

Wants us off the street

 

There's no christmas in the air

 

Some high brows were waiting

 

Carnation bright lapels

 

Their big cars line the curbs

Outside those grand hotels

 

I passed a marquee third avenue

 

Ramona with Loretta young

And I swung myself around

 

And headed uptown to the train

 

So this is new year's eve

Another year has passed

 

We wait so patiently but still

They come and go so fast

 

I stand on this platform

Wait for that basket of light

 

And the sound of the whistle screamin' out

Like a hot trumpet in the night

 

And as I'm waitin'

 

I wonder why and where

 

And what went wrong

But this song don't tell no lies

 

 

It was just a quick goodbye