كلمات The Bandstand

you stand in the doorway a block up the street ringing the doorbell there´s tapping of feet high yellow hair and worn brown suit enter,and break the news now tell me the story i give it the time no need to worry everything´s fine i´ll take you away from this name-calling scene sure...you can bring your magazine cold and windblown on the old bandstand you and i walking hand in hand a neon glow shining down on us don´t wait up for us don´t wait up for us now tell me the story i give it the time when you stop looking then you will find i´ll take you away from this name calling scene just bring your magazine cold and windblown on the old bandstand you and i walking hand in hand a neon glow shining down on us don´t wait up for us don´t wait up for us