And I walked to some river
And I felt how it flowed
Though I feel like a beggar
now
I say I've chosen to go
Some loving is torture
It seems ours is not the way
O Louise I'm gonna leave you
now
You bring me to my knees
You only grieve me now
It seems you're always trying
to show
That you're unkind
That you've got nothing for
a heart
And echoes in your mind
You know, faking everything
Don't make it fine
Take everything
But don't take my time
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