Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Illusion, artist - Boz Scaggs. Album song Some Change, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 31.12.1993
Record label: Virgin Records America
Song language: English
Illusion |
All he can do |
Is turn the other way |
Although he’d love to love you |
Your eyes deceive |
Your lovers leave |
And you go crawling again |
Into your shadows and then |
Run away |
Why don’t you just run off |
And hide once again |
In your damned illusion |
Nights so sweet |
The perfume beats |
Into your veins and then |
It’s all insane again |
Feelings burn |
The blues return |
Those lips are calling |
And you go falling and falling and falling |
Run away |
Why don’t you just run off |
And hide once again |
In your damned illusion. |
yeah |
Run away |
Why don’t you just run off |
And hide once again |
In your damned illusion |
You can run off baby but you know that |
You just can’t hide no more |
From your lowdown ways |
Can’t get away from your damned illusions |
Ooh ain’t it hard babe just to get through the night |
When you can’t see the light for your damned illusion |
You can run off babe |
Once again your fooling around |
In your damned illusion. |
yeah. |
yeah |
Once again you will fall into you damned illusion |
10. *Follow That Man |
(Boz Scaggs) |
You take one part Buddha |
And two parts cat |
Run them through your computer |
And that’s where he’s at |
Some say he’s ruthless |
And some say he’s a saint |
They tell you he’s innocent |
I tell you he ain’t |
I hear him think |
I follow his flight |
I’d know that footstep |
In the darkest of nights |
I follow that man |
He’s a creature of stealth |
Don’t run with the mob |
Won’t stop at nothing |
Till he finishes the job |
I hear him out there laughing |
When he knows I’m closing in |
I feel the desperation |
Of the fool within |
He’s like your shadow |
You can stop it dead |
But when you go to take him |
He’s a step ahead |
I follow that man |
(I follow from a distance |
As he appears |
Between the darkness and the light |
Meeted curtains part |
He takes a drink |
He takes a smoke |
Takes a paper |
He takes me along for the ride |
I snatch his bag |
We go deeper |
Into the quarter |
Through a rain slaked dampness into an alley |
The smell of garbage and perfume |
Brick by brick |
His woman meets me |
But it doesn’t matter |
Anyway, whose chasing who |
I’m just holding the bag) |
I hear him out there laughing |
When he knows I’m closing in |
I feel the desperation |
I hear him think |
I follow his flight |
I’d know that footstep |
In the darkest of nights |
I follow that man |
I follow that man |
I watch him smoke |
I watch him drink |
I follow that man |
I follow that man |