And I had a lover
It's so hard to risk another
these days
These days--
Now if I seem to be afraid
To live the life I have made
in song
Well it's just that I've been
losing so long
I'll keep on moving
Things are bound to be improving
these days
These days--
These days I sit on corner
stones
And count the time in quarter
tones to ten, my friend
Don't confront me with my
failures
I had not forgotten them
Marco Giunco |
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