Žodžiai dainai: Donna Summer. Mac Arthur Parc.

Spring was never waiting for us
dear
it ran one step ahead

as we followed in the dance
between the parted pages
and were pressed in love's hot fevered iron
like a striped pair of pants.

Mac Arthur Parc is melting in the dark
all the sweet
green icing flowing down
someone left the cake out in the rain
and I don't think that I can take it
'cause it took so long to bake it
and I'll never have the recipe again
oh no.

I still see the yellow cotton dress
foaming like a wave
on the ground around your knees
and the birds like tender babies on your hand
and the old men playing
chinese checkers by the trees.

Mac Arthur Parc is melting in the dark
...

There will be another song for me

for I will sing it
there will be another dream for me
someone will bring it
I will drink the wine while it is warm
and never let you catch me
looking at the sun.

But after all the loves of my life
after all the loves of my life
you'll be the one.

I will take my life into my hands
and I will use it
I will win the worship in their eyes
and I will lose it.
I will have the things that I desire
and my passion flow like rivers to the sky.

But after all the loves of my life
...

Mac Arthur Parc is melting in the dark
...
ArialLion in Zion
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