martes, 25 de noviembre de 2008


Childhood living is easy to do
The things you wanted I bought them for you
Graceless lady you know who I am
You know I cant let you slide through my hands

Wild horses couldnt drag me away
Wild, wild horses, couldnt drag me away

I watched you suffer a dull aching pain
Now you decided to show me the same
No sweeping exits or offstage lines
Could make me feel bitter or treat you unkind

Sometimes I feel you were here... I don't know why. Perhaps It's just my imagination... Perhaps no.
I realy feel the confusion you provide me.
Belive me, I feel it.

Since 1990, Sab.

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