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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