Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Overs, artist - Simon & Garfunkel. Album song Bookends, in the genre Фолк-рокDate of issue: 31.12.2018
Record label: Revolver
Song language: English
Overs |
| Why don’t we stop fooling ourselves? |
| The game is over, |
| Over, |
| Over. |
| No good times, no bad times, |
| There’s no times at all, |
| Just The New York Times, |
| Sitting on the windowsill |
| Near the flowers. |
| We might as well be apart. |
| It hardly matters, |
| We sleep separately. |
| And drop a smile passing in the hall |
| But there’s no laughs left |
| 'Cause we laughed them all. |
| And we laughed them all |
| In a very short time. |
| Time |
| Is tapping on my forehead, |
| Hanging from my mirror, |
| Rattling the teacups, |
| And I wonder, |
| How long can I delay? |
| We’re just a habit |
| Like saccharin. |
| And I’m habitually feelin' kinda blue. |
| But each time I try on The thought of leaving you, |
| I stop… |
| I stop and think it over. |