Thursday, January 8, 2009

You say you love me, but then you turn and walk away

All for a love not even born yesterday

I see you on the streets and you just pass me by

You think I got no feelings, think I’m living high

But let me tell ya…

I could be on the TV, I could be in their magazines

But it’s never enough when you felt the touch

Of an angel that’s rocking your soul

When the Rain comes down

You’re never around

But when the sun comes up

You always steal the fire

And Rain comes down on this side of town

But people have no feelings

They just run around

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