Promises, Promises
(专辑: Connie Francis Sings Bacharach & David - 1968)
Promises, promises I'm all through with promises, promises now I
don't know how I
got the
nerve to walk out If I
shout, remember I
feel free Now I
can look at myself and be proud I'm laughing out loud Oh, promises, promises This is where those promises, promises end I
don't pretend that what was wrong can be right Every night I
sleep now, no more lies Things that I
promised myself fell apart But I
found my heart Oh, promises, their kind of promises, can just destroy a
life Oh, promises, those kind of promises, take all the
joy from life Oh, promises, promises, my kind of promises Can lead to joy and hope and love Yes, love!