THE LONG GOODBYE
How long, until we start on the way back home
Up on the hill?
In town, we could go and see a picture show
The Long Goodbye
How long until the horror of the stage lets go
I can't buy a thrill
I know, this paper thin cloud hangs low
And always will
How long now must I fumble in the dark with my fading dreams?
How long now, have I been walking without he ghost of my fading dreams?
Because I feel alone at the depth of the sea...
How long, until we start on the way back home
Up on the hill?
In town, we could go and see a picture show
Wings of Desire
How long now must I fumble in the dark with my fading dreams?
How long now, have I been walking without he ghost of my fading dreams?
Because I feel alone at the depth of the sea...
I feel alone with my fading dreams
Yes my fading dreams
These are my fading dreams.