These Times Songtext
von Jose Vanders

Last night you wrote me a love song
So then I wrote you one too
I will keep it for weeks unread
For fear that it might be true

I just don′t want all your bread and your roses
I've grown so tired of your cigarettes and stories
I just don′t want all your bread and your roses
I've grown so tired of your cigarettes and stories

For, for these times in my life go nowhere
For, for these rhymes in my life go nowhere

I miss sentences repeating
Pretences of falling far back
Lovers can say what they want to
Lovers can leave if they dare

I just don't want all your bread and your roses
I′ve grown so tired of your cigarettes and stories
I just don′t want all your bread and your roses
I've grown so tired of your cigarettes and stories


For, for these times in my life go nowhere
For, for these rhymes in my life go nowhere
For, for these times in my life go nowhere
For, for these rhymes in my life go nowhere

Do there exist any words in your mouth
That say ′give not take, give not take'?
Do there exist any words in your mouth
That say ′your love makes, your love makes me whole'?

I just don′t want all your bread and your roses
I've grown so tired of your cigarettes and stories
I just don't want all your bread and your roses
I′ve grown so tired of your cigarettes and stories

For, for these times in my life go nowhere
For, for these rhymes in my life go nowhere
For, for these times in my life go nowhere
For, for these rhymes in my life go nowhere

For, for these times in my life go nowhere
For, for these rhymes in my life go nowhere
For, for these times in my life go nowhere
For, for these rhymes in my life go nowhere


These times they go, go nowhere, oh oh
These times they go, go nowhere, oh oh
These times they go, go nowhere, oh oh
These times they go, go nowhere, they go nowhere