Wallflowers

”Hotel California” Melodie de: Eagles On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim I had to stop for the night There she stood in the doorway I heard the mission bell And I was thinking to myself „This could be Heaven or this could be Hell” Then she lit up a candle And she showed me the way There were voices down the corridor I thought I heard them say „Welcome to the Hotel California Such a lovely place (such a lovely place) Such a lovely face Plenty of room at the Hotel California Any time of year (any time of year) You can find it here” Her mind is Tiffany-twisted, she got the Mercedes-Benz, uh She got a lot […]