Текст песни Writer In The Sun

The days of wine and roses

Are distant days for me

I dream of the last and the next affair

And of girls I'll never see

And here I sit

The retired writer in the sun

The retired writer in the sun and I'm blue

The retired writer in the sun

Tonight I trod in the starlight

I excused myself with a grin

I ponder the moon in a silver spoon

And the little one 'live within

And here I sit

The retired writer in the sun

The retired writer in the sun
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The magazine girl poses

On my glossy paper aeroplane

Too many years I spent in the City

Playing with Mr. Loss and Gain

And here I sit

The retired writer in the sun

The retired writer in the sun and I'm blue

The retired writer in the sun

I bathe in the sun of the morning

Lemon circles swim in the tea

Fishing for time with a wishing line

And throwing it back in the sea

And here I sit, the retired writer in the sun

The retired writer in the sun and I'm blue

The retired writer in the sun