jueves, 24 de febrero de 2011

When I find out all the reasons
Maybe I'll find another way,

find another day
with all the changing seasons of my life.
Maybe I'll get it right next time.



And now that you've been broken down,
got your head out of the clouds.
You're back down on the ground
and you don't talk so loud
and you don't walk so proud.
Any more, and what for.


Well, I jumped into the river
Too many times to make it home.

I'm out here on my own, an drifting all alone
If it doesn't show give it time
To read between the lines
'Cause I see the storm getting closer
And the waves they get so high
Seems everything We've ever known's here
Why must it drift away and die?

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