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Teksty: Moyet Alison. 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
And when I wake up
I won't see you on the bathroom floor
In the tangle of clothes we left lying there
Won't be long, won't be long
One of these times, with company I find
I won't be inclined to leave before sunrise
When 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

And when I wake up
I won't see you on the bedroom floor
In the tangle of rope we left lying there
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
And 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, won't be long
And it won't be long, it won't be long
(won't be, won't be long)