Conor Oberst and Gillian Welch все тексты (слова) песен, переводы, видео, клипы

I know that it is freezing but I think we have to walk
I just keep waving at the taxis, they keep turning their lights off
But Julie knows a party at some actor's west side loft
Supplies are endless in the evening, by the morning they'll be gone

When everything is lonely, I can be my own best friend
I'll get a coffee and the paper, have my own conversations
With the sidewalk and the pigeons and my window reflection