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Seven English Girls

de Ron Pope

I drove 11,000 miles to find a photograph I lost
It's just a polaroid I used to keep of a girl that I once loved
And sleeping leads to nightmares, 'cause I never can forget
So now I'm dreaming of Los Angeles as the winter closes in
I said: I'm dreaming of Los Angeles as the winter closes in

We met seven English girls, who asked if we'd like to see God
And I'm not one for missed adventures, so I answered with a smile
We spent the night on razor's edge, all innocence and sin
So now I'm strung out on the Bowery, as the winter closes in
I said: I'm strung out on the Bowery as the winter closes in

And I won't cry if you can't love me like the way it used to feel
We had our summer on Long Island, now there's wounds that never heal
And I won't cry if you can't love me like the way it used to feel
We had our summer on Long Island, now there's wounds that never heal

I'd paint a picture of my mother, but I can't recall her face
She's even far away at midnight, and her laughter haunts my dreams
I ain't never been this broken, I've got nothing left to give
So now I'm searching for salvation as the winter closes in
I said: I'm searching for salvation as the winter closes in
Man, I'm searching for salvation as the winter closes in

And I won't cry if you can't love me like the way it used to feel
We had our summer on Long Island, now there's wounds that never heal
And I won't cry if you can't love me like the way it used to feel
We had our summer on Long Island, now there's wounds that never heal

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