Don't rush away
Rush away from your own ones
Just one more day
One more day with your own
ones
'Cause the world is so cold
Don't care nothing bout your
soul
That you share with your own
ones
There's a stranger
And he's standing at your
door
Might be your best friend,
might be your brother
You may never know
I'm going back
Going back to my own ones
Come back to talk
Talk a while with my own ones
'Cause the world is so cold
Don't care nothing 'bout your
soul
You share with your own ones
Oh won't you stay
One more day with your own
ones
Don't rush away
Rush away from your own ones
This old world is so cold,
Don't care nothing for your
soul
You share with your own ones
Marco Giunco |
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