Тексты песен Bread

Friends and lovers Saying goodbye to each other Their way Your way Gathered in garden and parting in doorways And it's over Anyway that's what the papers said. And I wonder What was going on inside yo

I'm a fake I can't ever write my own lyrics Maybe it's because i don't have any imagination I'm a fake I listen to weird music Music that no one has heard about Maybe it's because i want to be differe

Put your cards on the table Gotta lay your money down Show your heart if you're able Gotta lay your money down I've waited long enough This time I'm gonna call your bluff And see what you got And what