Текст песни Taylor Dayne - Original Sin (Radio Edit)

Jim steinman

Ive been looking for an original sin
One with a twist and a bit of a spin
And since Ive done all the old ones
Till they've all be done in
Now Im just looking
And Im gone with the wind
Endlessly searching
For and original sin
You can dance forever
You gotta fire in you feet
But will it ever be enough
Ya, know it'll never be enough
You can fly and never land
And never need to see
But will it ever be enough
You know it'll never be enough
Its no enough to make the nightmares go away
Its not enough to make the tears run dry
And who knows what evil
Lurks in the hearts of men today
Its a city of shadows
Its a city of light
Its a city of secrets
Its a city of pride
Itll all be over now
All I wanted was a piece of the night
I never gota equal share
When the stars are all outside
And the moon is down
The natives are so restless tonight
Ive been looking for the ultimate crime
Infinite victims, in a testable time
And Im so, so very guilty
For no reason, no rhyme
So now Im just looking, and Im killing some time
Endlessly searching
For the ultimate crime
You can loose yourself in pleasures
Till your bodies goin num
But will it ever be enough
You know it'll never be enough
You can always take whatever
You can see them if you want
But it'll never be enough
Its not enough to make the nightmares go away
Its not enough to make the tears run dry
And who knows what evil lurks in the hearts
Of men today
Its a city of shadows
Its a city of life
Its a city of cruelty
Its a city of prize
Itll be over now
All I wanted was a piece of the night
I never gotta equal share
When the stars are all outside
And the moon is down
The natives are so restless tonight
All I needed was a spot in the light
Never had to get so dark
The natives are so restless tonight
All I needed was a spot in the light
Ive been looking for an original sin
One with a twist and a bit of a spin
And since Ive done all the old ones
Till they've all been done in
Now Im just looking
And Im gone with the wind
Endlessly searching for an original sin
(repeat)
(repeat)
Im applying for a license to thrill
Going out on the edge
Moving in for the kill
And therell be hell to pay someday
Put it all on the bill
Cause well always be paying
And paying until
Were beyond expiration
With a license to thrill
(chorus)