The high gods above look down and laugh at our love And say to themselves, “How tawdry it’s grown” They’ve seen our cars in front of so many bars When we should have been under
Lena Horne – Ours Lyrics
The high gods above look down and laugh at our love And say to themselves, “How tawdry it’s grown” They’ve seen our cars in front of so many bars When we should have been under