Everyone but Me Songtext
von Rosanne Cash

We plow a similar field
Of all the bones of remembered hearts
And all the crackpot dreams
And all the backroom art

We run a similar course
On a track laid with broken glass
So tie your shoes real tight
It goes by real fast


Mother and Father
Now that you′re gone
It's not nearly long enough
Still it seems too long

I gave up my name for you
Gave up my edge, it made me bleed
And I pleased everyone
I mean everyone but me

There behind the closing door
I′m not...