Shivers (The)
Joanna
Some people worship rock starsOthers worship godsSome people worship the work that they doAnd passers-by look in and give them nodsSome people make paintingsOthers make their own clothesSome people keep on making the same mistakesI guess I'm one of thoseOh, Oh JoannaOh, Oh JoannaSome people like dancingOthers like their drugsSome people walk around searching for magazinesFor their beautiful mugsMe, I'm walking backwardsMe, I'm in a mazeMe, I keep on thinkingThis is only just a phaseBut it never ends and...Oh, Oh JoannaOh, Oh JoannaLetras de cancionesSweet, Sweet JoannaOh, Oh JoannaI remember LondonOr Prospect Park pushing you on tire swingsI remember Coney IslandI remember everythingOh, Oh JoannaOh, Oh JoannaHeaven's in your arms, babeHeaven's your front doorHeaven's all those napsIn the afternoonIn your bedroom on the mattress on the floorHell is when I hurt youHell is the time with the knifeHell is what I'll go throughFor the rest of my short lifeAnd you're moving on and...Oh, Oh JoannaOh, Oh Joanna
From Letras Mania