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I Got No Distance Left To Run . . . For Now 09/08/2009

Posted by wildsweetandcool in Le Musique, Think.
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Es triste cuando una cancion asi, se te presenta a las 4 de la mañana y ya no puedes dorrmir…

Fingers Crossed, my time is coming now…

I sit tight, don’t want to miss the show
I hang on, don’t want to miss my prime
‘Cause time will fly, upon my baby’s back
Time will fly, upon my baby’s back
Stay a while, my baby wants me to
Don’t you go, my baby begs me so
But tide will dry, upon my baby’s back
Tide will dry, upon my baby’s back
I get weak
I get weary
I miss sleep
I get moody
I’m in thoughts
I write songs
I’m in love
I walk on
Fingers crossed, my time is coming now
Don’t you go, my baby begs me so
Time will fly, upon my baby’s back
Time will fly, upon my baby’s back
I get weak
I get weary
I miss sleep
I get moody
I’m in thoughts
I write songs
I’m in love
I walk on

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