Frédérique Spigt
Quicksand
> 1996 - Con la piccola orchestra
Quicksand (3:25)  Love, now I’m talking to myself  You were supposed to lead the way  Love is a quicksand  When you find someone, someday   Through the glass of a bottle  Everything looks fine  And I can pretend  That you never went  Away ooh   I know I make a bad thing worse  So I have to go  Wheels of steel, wheels of steel  You know  what I’m crying for  I’m crying   Through the glass of a bottle  Everything looks fine  And I can pretend  That you never went  Away ooh   Through the glass of a bottle  Everything looks fine  And I can pretend  That you never went  Away ooh   Crying  What I’m crying for  Wheels of steel  Love is a quicksand    Muziek/tekst: Frédérique Spigt.  (P) 1996 Pixy Music/Peer Music/EMI Music  Publishing (C) 1996 Peer-Southern Productions-bv