| Maybe i've forgotten the name and the address Of everyone i've ever known,It's nothing i regret Save it for another day,It's the school exam and the kids have run away I would like a place i could call my own, Have a conversation on the telephone, Wake up every day that would be a start, I would not complain of my wounded heart I was upset you see,almost all the time, You used to be a stranger,Now you are mine I wouldn't even trust you,I've not got much to give We're dealing in the limits,and we don't know who with You may think that i'm out of hand That i'm naive, i'll understand On this occasion, it's not true I'm not you |
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