Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Faraway, artist - The Tossers. Date of issue: 10.01.2007
Song language: English
Faraway |
| Well here I am again |
| In a foreign town where I know no one |
| On another continent |
| Well it’s four o’clock and I’m with someone |
| That I haven’t met before |
| But I don’t feel like I should leave |
| Well I might not find the door |
| Anyway the miracle’s stirring me |
| So play on let 'em play for me |
| Just drag that bow across the string |
| So play on let 'em all night long |
| Oh I love to hear our gypsies songs |
| Away, away, oh I’m far away from home |
| Away, away, and the wonder lingers on |
| Postcards, stamps, and songs |
| And bottles spilled on letters long |
| The wind through my own hair |
| At Normandy where I wish you were |
| Markets strange and surreal |
| Where black eyes flash from corners dark |
| The Young ones poor and infirm |
| They lift their hands to your own heart |
| Well I’ve seen this before |
| Old ones come to pass |
| With empty eyes bed where there’s grass |
| Skites with steel knuckles and knives |
| Waiting for a thrity franc paradise |
| Away, away, oh I’m far away from home |
| Away, away, and the wonder lingers on |
| Vodka warm and sharp |
| Just like what I might drink with you |
| In a glass on an empty bar |
| Quite similar to where I would sit with you |
| And the bar maid smiles at me |
| And she asks to go and I agree |
| Into a Spanish night |
| Into something that I’ve never seen |