Besedila: Martha Wainwright. So Many Friends.

And the children's eyes
They turn as I walk away
I am becoming a prey (?)
And the firelight
It burns in your eyes
There are times you despise me
You criticize me

I have lost so many friends
And I have gained so many memories

I can change the colours of the night
But the hum & the drum they stay the same
When you're tapping the same vein
And I have noticed lately
That the time that you took
To look at my face
Is gone without a trace
Oh, you despise me

I have lost so many friends
And I have gained so many memories
And I have lost so many friends
And I have gained so many memories

Over the years things disappear
But once in a while you call my name
In you, you've got the lovin' touch
And I live & breathe for the rush
Oh when we touch there's a rush
When we touch...

I have lost so many friends
And I have gained so many memories
And I have lost so many friends
And I have gained so many memories