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Opera
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Teksty: Alison Moyet. It Won't Be Long.

One of these days, I'm waiting on a day
When nobody comes to trample my meadow
Biding my time, there's gonna be a time
Might take a while but changes are coming

And it won't be long when everything you said
Won't sit around and pile up with the traffic in my head
When I wake up, I won't see you on the bathroom floor
In the tangle of clothes we left lying there

It won't be long, it won't be long, won't be long

One of these nights with company, I find
I won't be inclined to leave before sunrise
My eyes, my mouth, my hands, my head
Don't tell me that nobody else will do

And it won't be long when everything you said
Won't sit around and pile up with the traffic in my head
When I wake up, I won't see you on the bedroom floor
In the tangle of rope we left lying there

It won't be long, it won't be long, won't be long
Till it's all gone

And it won't be long when everything you said
Won't sit around and pile up with the traffic in my head
When I wake up, I won't see you by the bedroom door
In the wallpaper stain by the cup that I threw at your head

It won't be long, it won't be long
And it won't be long, it won't be long
Won't be, won't be long

Won't be long, won't be long
Won't be, won't be long

And it won't be long, won't be long
Won't be long, won't be long
Won't be long, won't be long
Won't be long