Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Writer , by - Fischer-z. Song from the album Red Skies Over Paradise, in the genre Release date: 27.02.2003
Record label: Parlophone
Song language: English
The Writer |
| The other side of the room an empty bottle lies broken. |
| Purple faces are sure, of snow white sheets to soak in. |
| His clothes are spread around, they smell of perspiration. |
| A half eaten meal attracts the flies attention. |
| Do I Do I Do I Do I Hear the man’s cries. |
| Do I Do I Do I Do I Look in his eyes. |
| Do I Do I Do I Do I Care if he dies |
| Do I Do I Do I Do I? |
| Take a paper towel and place it over his head. |
| Phone up reception and report him as dead. |
| Open up the window and expose him to light. |
| Push it all away from me… No that can’t be right. |
| Ri High hight… |
| A continental breeze has set the blinds in motion. |
| Brings just a hint of change from the Atlantic Ocean. |
| The ancient church bell rings. |
| Defies the march of progress. |
| The senoritas said you were too young to notice. |