Oh, it must be hard for the likes of you
To get by in a world that you just can't see through,
And it looks so cold.
How does it feel to know you can't go home?
I thought about leaving for some new place,
Somewhere where I, I don't have to see your face,
'Cause seeing your face only brings me out in tears,
Thinking of the love I've wasted all through the years.
I see couples walking down the street:
I watch them here
With tear filled eyes there's nothing left for me,
For I just think about the times,
That you and I were two,
And still these things remind me of you,
Oh they do...
What have I got to do to make you love me,
What have I got to do to make you care -
What do I do when lightning strikes me,
And I wake to find that you're not there...
You're a bluebird on a telegraph line,
I hope you're happy now.
Well if the wind of change comes down your way girl,
You'll make it back somehow.
Как же не быть мне Степным волком и жалким отшельником в мире, ни одной цели которого я не разделяю, ни одна радость которого меня не волнует!
Странно, но даже, когда ты знаешь, что нет никаких перспектив, когда ты расстаёшься, на сердце всё равно тяжело...
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