Treol - To PJ текст песни

To PJ

Hey Polly Jean
Come to Moscow again
I want u to kiss me
Or at least just shake my hand

I wish I could give u my number,
But I think U don't need it at all.
I promise I won't be a lump in you,
I won't be a worm in your soul.

Just sing, sing, sing your perfect songs
Just bring, bring, bring your white chalk bones
To those
Who love u
To those
Who need'n'wait for u
All the time.

I recollect ur heart-rending lyrics
Praise u and try to take'em out of ma head
Bring me round, please, gather my feelings,
Somebody, at least, oh, put me to bed!