Teksty:
Winwood Steve The Finer Things

nowhere We must live while we can And we'll drink our cup of laughter The finer things keep shining through The way my soul gets lost in you The finer things

Forty thousand headmen couldn't make me change my mind If I had to take the choice between the deafman and the blind I know just where my feet should

It used to seem to me That my life ran on too fast And I had to take it slowly Just to make the good parts last But when you're born to run It's so hard

Yesterday I was a young boy Searching for my way Not knowing what I wanted Living life from day to day 'Till you came along There was nothing but an

As the evening sun goes down The Dealer shuffles into town Makes a note of what's a float And spinning 'round he'll cut your throat In the time it takes

I went down to the crossroads, fell down on my knees I went down to the crossroads, fell down on my knees Asked the Lord above for mercy, "Save me if

Hear the night music playing? Don't you know what it's saying? We should feel it together forever Feel the beat and just hold on to the sweet midnight

can't take The loneliness you give me I just can't go Another night this way Come back to me Darlin' you'll see I can give you all the things You wanted

sounding good to me now Keep talking on I want to hear the worst You got no right going around Talking 'bout the things that you do Talking 'bout the things