Eagles – Turn to Stone scritto da admin 21 Gennaio 2016 Why should I assume the task Of disowning what I could not ask It’s killing me It’s driving me crazy And I think I’m getting lonely, oh When I see you in my bed I surprised you better in my head Is there room for love with doubt Is loneliness what loving you’s about? It seems to me your love is washed up and green I’m torn between And I feel so crazy When I see you in my bed I surprised you better in my head Your beauty Is a knife I turn on my throat Oh, (such a) your beauty It is a knife I turn on my throat Oh, your beauty It is a knife I turn on my throat Oh, oh, oh Oh, your beauty It is a knife I turn on my throat Is there room for love with doubt Is loneliness what loving you’s about? It seems to me your love is washed up and green I’m torn between And I feel so crazy When I see you in my bed I surprised you better in my head Your beauty Is a knife I turn on my throat Oh, (such a) your beauty It is a knife I turn on my throat Oh, oh Oh, your beauty It is a knife I turn on my throat Oh, oh, oh Oh, your beauty It is a knife I turn on my throat