|
|
You are here : Za..Zz > Zwan
El-a-noy
Refer it to Friends |
Report Abuse
Come you sinners, tread low
Leave your past behind
For the winners, dead night
You can't stand inside
Let your body be hers now
Let your soul unwind
Illinois, Illinois
Illinois
If you can see me, hear my voice
Within these lake-bound binds
Down the Wabash, rushing past
Dead drunk in living time
Your stories, I've forgotten
Your tales, unkind
Illinois, Illinois
Illinois, Illinois, Illinois
Illinois
One day I will leave
Some day I will go
I won't come back home
To Illinois, Illinois
Restless children in a street
Let your love run blind
Lay your bodies at our feet
Seek what you must find
With every answer that beholds you
With every heart of line
Illinois, Illinois
Illinois, Illinois
Illinois
As a jewel in a crown
Since Chicago-town
Shining beacon of a dream
That brought the stars right down
Let our skies fill with steel
Let the dream be ours
Illinois, Illinois
Illinois
One day I will leave
Some day I will go
I won't desire soon
Illinois, Illinois
Come you sinners, tread light
Remember from where you came
Let your body hollow
Forget her sing-song name
It doesn't matter if you love her
Just don't leave your shame
Illinois, Illinois
Illinois, Illinois
Illinois
Average Visitor Rating: 0.00 (out of 5)
Number of Ratings: 0 Votes
|
|
|
|
