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Elton John «This train don't stop there anymore». ТЕКСТ ПЕСНИ

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Слова: Elton John, Bernie Taupin
Музыка: Elton John, Bernie Taupin
© ООО «Юниверсал Мьюзик Паблишинг»
℗ CDCom Publishing
 You may not believe it, 
 But I don't believe in miracles anymore. 
 And when I think about it, 
 I don't believe I ever did for sure. 
 All the things I've said in songs; 
 All the purple prose you bought from me,
 Reality's just black and white. 
 The sentimental things I'd write, 
 Never meant that much to me... 
 I used to be the main express 

 All steam and whistles heading west, 
 Picking up my pain from door to door;
 Riding on the storyline, 
 Furnace burning overtime, 
 But this train don't stop,
 This train don't stop, 
 This train don't stop there anymore...
 
 You don't need to hear it 
 But I'm dried up and sick to death of love. 
 And if you need to know it, 
 I never really understood that stuff. 
 All the stars and bleeding hearts; 
 All the tears that welled up in my eyes, 
 Never meant a thing to me... 
 Read 'em as they say and weep 
 I've never felt enough to cry 
 I used to be the main express...
 
 All steam and whistles heading west, 
 Picking up my pain from door to door;
 Riding on the storyline, 
 Furnace burning overtime, 
 But this train don't stop,
 This train don't stop, 
 This train don't stop there anymore...

 When I said that I don't care, 
 It really means my engine's breaking down. 
 The chisel chips my heart again 
 The granite cracks beneath my skin 
 I crumble into pieces on the ground 
 I used to be the main express...
 
 All steam and whistles heading west, 
 Picking up my pain from door to door;
 Riding on the storyline, 
 Furnace burning overtime, 
 But this train don't stop,
 This train don't stop, 
 This train don't stop there anymore...

 But this train don't stop, 
 This train don't stop, 
 This train don't stop there anymore... 

 Woh...yeah... 
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