The Bed

[ti:The Bed] [ar:Lou Reed] [al:Berlin] [by:季风网-【http://www.ip21.cn】] [offset:0] The Bed - Lou Reed This is the place where she lay her head When she went to bed at night And this is the place our children were conceived Candles lit the room brightly at night And this is the place where she cut her wrists That odd and fateful night And I said oh oh oh oh oh oh what a feeling And I said oh oh oh oh oh oh what a feeling This is the place where we used to live I paid for it with love and blood And these are the boxes that she kept on the shelf Filled with her poetry and stuff And this is the room where she took the razor And cut her wrists that strange and fateful night And I said oh oh oh oh oh oh what a feeling And I said oh oh oh oh oh oh what a feeling I never would have started if I'd known That it's end this way But funny thing I'm not at all sad That it stopped this way This is the place where she lay her head When she went to bed at night And this is the place our children were conceived Candles lit the room brightly at night And this is the place where she cut her wrists That odd and fateful night And I said oh oh oh oh oh oh oh What a feeling And I said oh oh oh oh oh oh oh What a feeling