the blue millionaire
Singer:marianne faithfull
in the undirected light of street dreams
with a resemblance to people held by fear
lit by fire and disrepair
don't listen and keep asking
only stories reach this far
no one's left and no one's coming
the american wind and the
there is no such thing as the wrong man
blue as the dusk that ended my day
and shut off the light and air
found you where you slept
got me down with something else than bruises
lit by fire and disrepair
seen him drinking gin from pale blue bottles
nearby the window - with dreams broken in
i don't laugh anymore - or smile
he is screening my dreams
and everything that's mine
don't stay in this mirror
other hands have left me in
you don't blow away as i do
it will be the same again
turn and point away from here
steal what you cannot win
from the blue millionaire