Letra de Lake Tahoe - Kate Bush
Letra de canci�n de Lake Tahoe de Kate Bush lyrics
Lake Tahoe.
Cold mountain water. Don't ever swim there.
Just stand on the edge and look in there.
And you might see a woman down there.
They say some days, up she comes, up she rises, as if out of nowhere.
Wearing Victorian dress.
She was calling her pet, "Snowflake! Snowflake!"
Tumbling like a cloud that has drowned in the lake.
Just like a poor, porcelain doll...
Her eyes are open but no-one's home.
The clock has stopped.
So long she's gone.
No-one's home.
Her old dog is sleeping.
His legs are frail now.
But when he dreams,
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He runs...
Along long beaches and sticky fields.
Through the Spooky Wood looking for her.
The beds are made. The table is laid.
The door is open - someone is calling: It's a woman.
"Here boy, here boy! You've come home!
I've got an old bone and a biscuit and so much love.
Miss me? Did you miss me?
Here's the kitchen - There's your basket.
Here's the hall - That's where you wait for me.
Here's the bedroom - You're not allowed in there.
Here's my lap - That's where you lay your head.
Here boy, oh you're a good boy.
You've come home.
You've come home."
Cold mountain water. Don't ever swim there.
Just stand on the edge and look in there.
And you might see a woman down there.
They say some days, up she comes, up she rises, as if out of nowhere.
Wearing Victorian dress.
She was calling her pet, "Snowflake! Snowflake!"
Tumbling like a cloud that has drowned in the lake.
Just like a poor, porcelain doll...
Her eyes are open but no-one's home.
The clock has stopped.
So long she's gone.
No-one's home.
Her old dog is sleeping.
His legs are frail now.
But when he dreams,
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He runs...
Along long beaches and sticky fields.
Through the Spooky Wood looking for her.
The beds are made. The table is laid.
The door is open - someone is calling: It's a woman.
"Here boy, here boy! You've come home!
I've got an old bone and a biscuit and so much love.
Miss me? Did you miss me?
Here's the kitchen - There's your basket.
Here's the hall - That's where you wait for me.
Here's the bedroom - You're not allowed in there.
Here's my lap - That's where you lay your head.
Here boy, oh you're a good boy.
You've come home.
You've come home."