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Harry Connick, Jr. - Текст песни The Other Hours
Who are you in the other hours
 When your hair's undone
 And your guard's let down
 When you're all alone in your all nightgown
 Are you the life of the party then?
 Sitting by yourself, again
 Where are you in the other hours
 Are you in a secret place that calls 
 When you're by yourself within your walls
 Are you undressed with someplace to go
 Off to catch your private show
 Why do you greet the sunrise 
 Draping your heart in a shroud
 Why must your life be a sideshow
 Played to an ignorant crowd
 How are you, in the other hours
 Do you pray for morning to arrive
 Do you wonder how you can stay alive
 Are you at peace in a troubled mind
 Hoping no one else would find 
 You're only playing dumbHarry Connick, Jr. - The Other Hours - http://ru.motolyrics.com/harry-connick-jr/the-other-hours-lyrics.html
 'til the other hours come
 You always cooking for someone else, aren't you?
 All day long never ends.
 Making sure everybody else gets fed
 What about you?
 Don't you ever get hungry?
 Don't you ever feel an emptiness right here?
 Oh, you do, I can tell.
 You wake up hungry.
 You go to bed hungry.
 Who do you think you're fooling
 Turning your face from the light
 Clearly you're turning from something
 Better revealed by the night
 How are you, in the other hours
 Do you pray for morning to arrive
 Do you wonder how you can stay alive
 Are you at peace in a troubled mind
 Hoping no one else would find 
 You're only playing dumb
 'til the other hours come












