Please somebody tell me, where
we are?
I believe we've come one step
too far.
Stepping so lightly, all over
town.
Johnny come lately, dangerous
ground...
Can you feel the table turning...
Playing your cards right,
keeping your cool.
Pushing it all night, nobody's
fool.
Can you feel the tables turning?
Can you feel the scene begin
to change...
Please somebody tell me, where
we are?
I believe we've come one step
too far .
Can you feel the tables turning?
Can you feel the scene begin
to change.
Can you feel the tables turning.
Can you feel the world begin
to move.
Can you feel the tables turning.
Can you feel the world begin
to move.
Marco Giunco |
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