White River Junction

(альбом: Ron Pope & The Nighthawks - 2016)

White river junction
Way up north there's someplace cold
I could feel your heartbeat
Through your dress, I pull you close
The sun's coming up real soon
And I don't know where we should go
White river junction
Way up north, somewhere far away from home

Last I recall, Chateau marmont
It was 5 in the morning
You were calling the cops
And I'd been awake for a couple of days
Cocain, cocain, cocain

White river junction
Way up north there's someplace cold
I could feel your heartbeat
Through your dress, I pull you close
The sun's coming up real soon
And I don't know where we should go
White river junction
Way up north, somewhere far away from home

So you toed the line, while I drank my wine
And spent all our money, just biding my time
Til' you could escape or til' I passed away
Cocain, Cocain, Cocain

White river junction
Way up north there's someplace cold
I could feel your heartbeat
Through your dress, I pull you close
The sun's coming up real soon
And I don't know where we should go
White river junction
Way up north, somewhere far away from home

As the snow fell, Chelsea hotel
On the sidewalk staring upwards
Until I was compelled
To be on my way, only lies now remain
Cocain, cocain, cocain

White river junction
Way up north there's someplace cold
I could feel your heartbeat
Through your dress, I pull you close
The sun's coming up real soon
And I don't know where we should go
White river junction
Way up north, somewhere far
White river junction
Way up north there's someplace cold
I could feel your heartbeat
Through your dress, I pull you close
The sun's coming up real soon
And I don't know where we should go
White river junction
Way up north, somewhere far
White river junction
Way up north, somewhere far away from home