Benny Goodman Lyrics
Benny Goodman - Saint Motel
You're gonna see me
In the light of the morning
You're gonna feel me
In a droplet of rain
You're gonna hear me
In icicles forming
You're gonna miss me
Till your dying day
You'll take a breath
And curse what you're breathing
You'll swear you taste me
In the salt of your skin
You'll feel your heart pump
Irregular beatings
The thoughts you blocked
Out came right back in
The one who laughs last
Who waits until the joke
Is long dead
At that moment you strike
Like Benny Goodman
You're gonna see me
In the light of the morning
You're gonna feel me
In a droplet of rain
You're gonna hear me
In icicles forming
You're gonna miss me
Till your dying day
The one who laughs last
Who waits until the joke is long dead
At that moment you strike
Like Benny Goodman