Информация о песне На данной странице вы можете ознакомиться с текстом песни Porch Light , исполнителя - Robert Cray. Песня из альбома Heritage Of The Blues: Phone Booth, в жанре Блюз Дата выпуска: 27.10.2003 Лейбл звукозаписи: Craft Язык песни: Английский
Porch Light
(оригинал)
Midnight
And her porchlight’s on
The signal
That her man is gone
She’ll open her back door wide
I’ll slip down the alley, then slip inside
She’s waiting
Just inside the door
In perfume
Probably nothing more
She’ll greet me with her arms spread wide
Hit by the darkness, we’ll fly, fly, fly
Standing here
I feel just like a criminal
Returning to the seen of the crime
Every time that we steal these loving hours
We promise that it will be the last time
Sneak out
Just before the dawn
Knowing that we’ve done her man wrong
He’s out working while we’re at plays
And my conscious hounds me
The whole long day
Mmmmm
Sun down
My blood starts to stir
All my thoughts go back to her
At midnight my guilt will ease
And I’ll be watching her porchlight
Begging baby, please, please, please
Standing here
I feel just like a criminal
Returning to the seen of the crime, yeah, yeah, yeah