TIRED (my sixth SONG)

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Time flies by
A few bystanders have waved goodbye,
It took me time to realize
There’s a price.

She said: "cry all you want",
She changed the document, switched the font,
She dragged me far away from shore
And closed the door.

And I grew tired,
I felt tired.
It didn’t help to ache.
I made the same mistakes
When I met you.


I’m losing this race,
And there’s no use in gaining pace.
I ventured far, ignored my chores,
And lost my course.

Yet I feel blood in my veins .
I say to myself: "are you insane?"
But I can’t help to fall again
For you.

And I grow tired,
I feel tired.
It doesn’t help to ache.
I wish my sense would wake
And forget you.
31/07/2005 19:46 Enlace permanente. Tema: My Songs.

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