Picture-19.jpg (temptation. Boulevard of broken dreams )
temptation
temptation
temptation
temptation
Rusted brandy in a diamond glass
Everything is made from dreams
Time is made from honey slow and sweet
Only the fools know what it means
Temptation, temptation, temptation
Oh, temptation, temptation, I can't resist
Well I know that she is made of smoke
But I've lost my way
He knows that I am broke
But I must play
Temptation, oh temptation, temptation, I can't resist
Dutch pink and Italian blue
He is there waiting for you
My will has disappeared
Now confusion is so clear
Temptation, temptation, temptation
I can't resist
Temptation, temptation, temptation
I can't resist
Boulevard of crazy dreams
I walk along the middle of market street
The boulevard of broken dreams
Where crazy horse and ganster kids
Can take a kiss without regret
So they forget their horsie dreams
You lick tonight and click tomorrow
When you behold your horsie dreams
And gigolo and gigalette
Awake to find their pants are wet
With tears that tell of horsie dreams
Here is where you'll always find me
Always walking InAndOut
But I left my soul behind me
In an old hibernia town
The joy that you find here you borrow
You cannot keep it long it seems
But gigolo and gigalette
Still sing a song and dance along
Boulevard of broken dreams
