Roy Orbison - Amy - Текст песни

Wish that I could wish away love 
Every memory 
All the things young dreams are made of 
That ever used to be 

Cos if I could leave it all behind me 
There'd be nothing left to constantly remind me 
Of Amy, of Amy 

She comes and goes just like the seasons 
Keeping me on the run 
Between the fever and the reason 
I'm not the only one 

And I guess I'll always feel the same about love 
And I'll find it hard to even live without the love 
Of Amy, Amy, oh Amy 
Amy, Amy, Amy, Amy...
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