Instrumenty
Ensembles
Opera
Kompozytorzy
Wykonawcy

Teksty: Augustana. All The Stars And Boulevards. Stars & Boulevards.

Wait dear, a white horse is walking down my street here
Your words are creeping at my feet
I fear, sunrise will come too soon and you'll disappear
Into the haze of this city and go south, oh yeah

Look out, they're coming after us with big guns
They're only gonna tell you all the bad things I've done
Even if the words they say aren't true, they've won
And I'm left here dyin' in the sun

Oh, seems like I'm always on my own
Seems like I'm never coming home
Seems like I'm always on my
All the stars and boulevards ain't close enough for you

Late nights, won't do me justice
'Cause when I drink I just get so damn depressed
And it's, it's not like, I ain't trying to get over you
It's just hard to look at all the seasons, pass me over too

And I say, oh, seems like I'm always on my own
Seems like I'm never coming home
Seems like I'm always on my
All the stars and boulevards ain't close enough for you

One last phone call from you, it wouldn't hurt much
I'd just like to hear your voice and pretend to touch
Any inch of you that hasn't said it all
Or read it all or sung my life away

And I say, oh, seems like I'm always on my own
Seems like I'm never coming home
Seems like I'm always on my own

Oh, seems like I'm always on my own
Seems like I'm never coming home
Seems like I'm always on my own