Serenade in Vain Songtext
von Jon Fratelli

Well, I don′t want your autograph
I don't mean to make you laugh
I′m just hanging on the words
You haven't said yet baby
I could watch you for a while
Never hope to make you smile
I could disappoint you well
I'm full of bad luck baby

Take my serenade in vain

Please don′t ask me to explain
I′m just hoping this makes some old kind of sense
Think of my coldness as a vice
Casanova carved in ice
A cold wind howling at your door


Cause I'm obliged to let this burn
Even though I′ll never learn
I'm your shipwreck, I′m your fool
Your worst kept secret, baby
I could serenade you fine
And still never make you mine
I could crumble at your feet
And make you nervous, baby

Take this born again liar
Read his mind and light his fire
Write his story sing him
Half way to the sunset
Show him where they broke your heart
Let him tear those fools apart
Let him howl around your door
Take my serenade in vain
Please don't ask me to explain
I′m just hoping this makes some old kind of sense
Think of my coldness as a vice
Casanova carved in ice
A cold wind howling at your door