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White roses and misty blue eyes Red mornings, then nothin' but gray skies A cup of coffee, a heart shot clean through The jacket you bought me gone daisy gray-blue You're smiling now but you'll find out They'll use you up and spit you out now Your head's spinnin' in diamonds and clouds But pretty soon it turns out You'll be comin' down now baby You'll be coming down What goes around, it comes around andYou'll be comin' down Easy street, a quick buck and true liesSmiles as thin as those dusky blue skies A silver plate of pearls my golden child It's all yours at least for a little whileYou'll be fine long as your pretty face holds outThen it's gonna get pretty cold outAn empty stream of stars shooting byYou got your hopes on high You'll be comin' down now baby You'll be coming down What goes around, it comes around andYou'll be comin' down For a while you'll go sparklin' byJust another pretty thing on high Like a thief on a Sunday morningIt all falls apart with no warningYour cinnamon sky's gone candy-apple greenThe crushed metal of your little flying machine You'll be comin' down now baby You'll be coming down What goes around, it comes around andYou'll be comin' down You'll be comin' down now baby You'll be coming down What goes around, it comes around andYou'll be comin' down
Bruce Springsteen
You'll be comin' down
You'll be comin' down
White roses and misty blue eyes Red mornings, then nothin' but gray skies A cup of coffee, a heart shot clean through The jacket you bought me gone daisy gray-blue You're smiling now but you'll find out They'll use you up and spit you out now Your head's spinnin' in diamonds and clouds But pretty soon it turns out You'll be comin' down now baby You'll be coming down What goes around, it comes around andYou'll be comin' down Easy street, a quick buck and true liesSmiles as thin as those dusky blue skies A silver plate of pearls my golden child It's all yours at least for a little whileYou'll be fine long as your pretty face holds outThen it's gonna get pretty cold outAn empty stream of stars shooting byYou got your hopes on high You'll be comin' down now baby You'll be coming down What goes around, it comes around andYou'll be comin' down For a while you'll go sparklin' byJust another pretty thing on high Like a thief on a Sunday morningIt all falls apart with no warningYour cinnamon sky's gone candy-apple greenThe crushed metal of your little flying machine You'll be comin' down now baby You'll be coming down What goes around, it comes around andYou'll be comin' down You'll be comin' down now baby You'll be coming down What goes around, it comes around andYou'll be comin' down
