It's been a long day at the bottom of the hill,
She died of a broken heart.
She told me i was livin' in the past,
Drinking from a broken glass.
(chorus)
I' alone...
I never wanna be alone,
Now I turn to face the cold.
I' alone...
I never wanna be alone,
Now I turn to travel home.
I walked down to the other end today,
Just to catch those last few rays
But I held up my hand and slowly waved goodby,
I turned my eyes up to the sky.
(chorus)
She'll come back to me.
She'll come back to me.
All alone in this misery.
She'll come back to me.
Oh, I held out my hand out to the light
And I watched it die.
I know that I was part to blame,
I've done my time and, never wanted to spend my life alone
(chorus)
Monday, June 13, 2005
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É engraçado como acabamos quase sempre por encontrar uma música que condiz com o nosso estado de espiríto. É essa a magia da música!
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