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A wakeup call for the girl
Who has everything
The morning sun
Has a special meaning
She lives a dream that will end
When the sun goes down

She ll be alone, feeling lost
Thinking she s unknown

Ohh

Tell me why you re crying Miss America
Tell me why you re sad
Tell me what s hurting you so bad
I will never leave you Miss America
In your deepest despair, I m there

Down on the street
She s expecting a limousine
But it s a one way ride tonight
She ll say goodbye with a smile
Without shedding a tear

And when it ends
She ll remember her long lost friends

Ohh

Tell me why you re crying Miss America
Tell me why you re sad
Tell me what s hurting you so bad
I will never leave you Miss America
In your deepest despair, ohh there

A final bow, a final curtain call
A graceful gesture that will fool them all
But I will make you smile again
Don t give it up for any of them
I will be there next to you
When it s over, over, I ll be there

Ohh

Tell me why you re crying Miss America
(Tell me why you re...)
Tell me why you re sad
Tell me what s hurting you so bad
I will never leave you Miss America
In your deepest despair

(Tell me why you re crying Miss America)
Tell me why you re crying
(Tell me why you re sad)
(Tell me what s hurting you so bad)
Was hurting you so bad
(I will never leave you Miss America)
(In your deepest despair)

Ohh, there

The rain falls down, falls on me
The rain falls down, your blue sky turns to gray

Open up, let me find a way in
Open up, let me find a way in and...

Let go all the pain you put me through
Let go all the sin that brings me in
Let go all the...

Could we please shut our mouths for a while.
For only just a while I could take it.
And if we could lay alone for a while.
For only just a while I could take it.
You have made me alright complete again.
Always willing...

Wracam do siebie
Ostatnie kilka dni
Zakląłem w ciszę
Rozdział zamknięty
I tak zbyt długi był
Seria pomyłek
Ślepy z miłości
Nie mogłem widzieć nie
Wierzyłem w obraz
Tak łatwowierny
Nie był przede mną nikt
Nikt tak nie kochał...

Nothing comes from nowhere
One thing remains and I swear
Nail polish cellophane hair
Bleached, blonde burned down to the brain
I can t complain there s no shame in no fame
And still it all remains the same
And I want this game...

The colorful summer
I still remember
The smell of the chlorine
The diving hairline

It is divine, my child
And it only lasts a second

To study the plants
To hike the trails
Stray out from strange echoes
Collect the lights
Advice from the cows

It is divine...

To polish the pearl
To open the tomb
To piss on the hot street
Like transistor sunman

It...