I can't help it
If you might think I'm odd,
If I say I'm not loving you
for what you are
But for what you're not.
Everybody will help you
Discover what you set out
to find.
But if I can save you any
time,
Come on, give it to me,
I'll keep it with mine.
The train leaves
At half past ten,
But it'll be back tomorrow,
Same time again.
The conductor he's weary,
He's still stuck on the line.
But if I can save you any
time,
Come on, give it to me,
I'll keep it with mine.
Marco Giunco |
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