Seven English Girls Lyrics
Seven English Girls - Ron Pope
I drove eleven hundred miles
To find a photograph I lost
It's just a polaroid
I used to keep of a girl
That I once loved
And sleeping leads to nightmares
Cause I never can forget
So now I'm dreaming of Los Angeles
As the winter closes in
I said I'm dreaming of Los Angeles
As the winter closes in
And we met seven English girls
Who asked if we'd like to see God
I'm not one for missed adventures
So I answered with a smile
We spent the night on razor's edge
All innocence and sin
Now I'm strung out on the Bowery
As the winter closes in
I said I'm strung out on the Bowery
As the winter closes in
And I won't cry if you can't love me like the way
It used to feel
We had our summer on Long Island now there's wounds
That never heal
And I won't cry if you can't love me like the way
It used to feel
We had our summer on Long Island now there's wounds
That never heal
I'd paint a picture of my mother
But I can't recall her face
She's even far away at midnight
And her laughter haunts my dreams
I ain't never been this broken
I've got nothing left to give
Now I'm searching for salvation
As the winter closes in
I said I'm searching for salvation
As the winter closes in
Man I'm searching for salvation
As the winter closes in
And I won't cry if you can't love me like the way
It used to feel
We had our summer on Long Island now there's wounds
That never heal
And I won't cry if you can't love me like the way
It used to feel
We had our summer on Long Island now there's wounds
That never heal
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