Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song A Kind of Christmas Card , by - Morten Harket. Song from the album Wild Seed, in the genre Иностранный рокRelease date: 19.02.2007
Record label: Warner
Song language: English
A Kind of Christmas Card |
| All you folks back home |
| I’ll never tell you this |
| You’re not supposed to know |
| Where your daughter is |
| There are ways of life |
| You never understood |
| It’s right here |
| Downtown Hollywood |
| It’s afternoon on Sunset Boulevard |
| I’ve got a stolen moment trying hard |
| To write a kind of Christmas card |
| But I am burning cut again |
| Tonight there is fever in my veins |
| Mama, dear |
| All the love you gave |
| I guess there’s really nothing, |
| Nothing much to save |
| See this place, |
| Is as dirty as I feel myself |
| There are still some riches |
| At the Roosevelt |
| That evening prayer, those memories |
| In my little bedroon, mama, on my knees, |
| That’s where I’m at — |
| Down in Los-Angeles |
| And I am burning out again |
| And I must rise above the shame |
| Tonight there is fever in my veins… |
| Oh, just think of the girl I used to be |
| You were my age once, mama, Twenty-three |
| I can still hear some of the songs you used to play |
| From that summer of love in '68 |
| Seems it’s turned into a winter of hate |
| And I am burning out again… |