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Last Ditch Effort (See You Try)

В рубрике: Тексты песен — 01.10.2012

You have chosen dawn to leave
Don't bother me while I am sleeping
Life continues and though you go out
I'll sleep another hour or so
Though you think that I am fragile
I'm a river and I'll travel on whether you are here or not
You're not the only thing I've got

So turn the light off when you leave
Don't forget to leave the key
You know I'm going to miss your touch
You say that you can't help that much
But I would have loved to see you try

It's not that we committed sins
We wouldn't know where to begin
We just love different things in our lives
I love you and you loved time
Now that my time has gone
You have risen like the dawn
And you kissed me as if once we part
I might die of a broken heart

[chorus]

Though I will not try to change your mind
Believing what you left behind
is a child who is lost confused
as a consequnce of loving you
I will not try to call your bluff
The truth would hurt you far too much
I'm sorry I got left behind
But now you're gone I feel fine


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