lørdag 27. mars 2010

nå.


when I get to Warwick Avenue
meet me by the entrance of the tube
we can talk things over little time
but promise me you won't stand by the light


when I get to Warwick Avenue
please drop the past and be true
don't think we're ok
just because i'm here
you hurt me bad

but I won't shed a tear

I'm leaving you for the last time, baby
you think you're loving
but you don't love me

I've been confused
outta my mind lately
you think you're loving
but I want to be free
baby, you've hurt me

when I get to Warwick Avenue
we'll spend an hour but no more than two
our only chance to speak once more
I showed you the answers, now here's the door

when I get to Warwick Avenue

I'll tell you baby, that we're through

I'm leaving you for the last time, baby
you think you're loving
but you don't love me

I've been confused
outta my mind lately
you think you're loving
but you don't love me
I want to be free
baby, you've hurt me


all the days spent together
I wish for better
but I didn't want the train to go
now it's departed
I'm broken hearted

seems like we never started
all those days spent together
when I wished for better

and I didn't want the train to go

you think you're loving
but you don't love me
I want to be free
baby, you've hurt me
you don't love me

I want to be free
baby, you've hurt me
/emoIda

2 kommentarer:

Anonym sa...

har du skreve den teksten?

idam sa...

nei, det er en sangtekst :)