When she comes to L.A.
We are numb, nothing to say
When she comes to L.A.
We are numb, nothing to say
Why?
why do we stand here in the rain?
Goodbye
I've got to catch the train
Around and round
Around we go
where it stops
No one can know
My My
I don't know where the evening goes
and I (eye ee eye)
surely believe that no one knows
When she comes to L.A.
We are numb, nothing to say
When she comes to L.A.
We are numb, nothing to say
She's smiling in the photo
Standing on the bridge
She laughs at Quasimodo
Well that's her privilidge
(I suppose)
I Try
I try to remember where I've been
I rise
But my eyes still fill with dream
Around and round
Around we go
where it stops
No one can know
When she comes to L.A.
We are numb, nothing to say
When she comes to L.A.
We are numb, nothing to say
copyright Ben New 2019
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