Saint Motel - Benny Goodman lyrics

[Saint Motel - Benny Goodman lyrics]

(Benny Goodman)

You're gonna see me in the
Light of the morning
You're gonna feel me in a droplet of rain
You're gonna hear me in icicles forming
You're gonna miss me till your dying day

You'll take a breath and
Curse what you're breathing
You'll swear you taste me in
The salt of your skin you'll feel your heart
Pump irregular beatings
The thoughts you blocked out
Came right back in
Whoa, the one who laughs last
Who wait's, until the joke is long dead
At that moment you strike like Benny Goodman

(Benny Goodman)



You're gonna see me in the
Light of the morning
You're gonna feel me in a droplet of rain
You're gonna hear me in icicles forming
You're gonna miss me till your dying day

Whoa, the one who laughs last
Who wait's, until the joke is long dead
At that moment you strike like Benny Goodman

(Benny Goodman)

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