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Annie Lennox - Why

, 15 2015 . 17:23 +

 



Why
? ( )
 
 
Why?
?
 
 
How many times do I have to try to tell you
,
That I'm sorry for the things I've done
, .
But when I start to try to tell you
,
That's when you have to tell me
:
Hey...this kind of trouble's only just begun,
"... ..."
I tell myself too many times
:
Why don't you ever learn to keep your big mouth shut,
" ?"
That's why it hurts so bad to hear the words
,
That keep on falling from your mouth,
,
Falling from your mouth,
,
Falling from your mouth,
,
Tell me...
...
Why?
?
Why?
?
 
 
I may be mad,
, ,
I may be blind,
, ,
I may be viciously unkind
, ,
But I can still read what you're thinking
- .
And I've heard it said too many times
,
That you'd be better off
.
Besides...
...
Why can't you see this boat is sinking
, ?
(This boat is sinking, this boat is sinking)
( , )
Let's go down to the water's edge
,
And we can cast away those doubts,
.
Some things are better left unsaid
,
But they still turn me inside out,
.
Turning inside out, turning inside out
, .
Tell me...
...
Why?
?
Tell me...
...
Why?
?
 
 
This is the book I never read,
, .
These are the words I never said,
, .
This is the path I'll never tread,
, .
These are the dreams I'll dream instead
, .
This is the joy that's seldom spread
.
These are the tears...
...
The tears we shed,
, ,
This is the fear,
,
This is the dread,
,
These are the contents of my head
– .
And these are the years that we have spent,
, ,
And this is what they represent
, .
And this is how I feel,
, .
Do you know how I feel?
, ??!
'Cause I don't think you know how I feel,
, , .
I don't think you know what I feel,
, , ,
I don't think you know what I feel,
, , ,
You don't know what I feel
, ...



http://www.amalgama-lab.com/songs/a/annie_lennox/why.html#ixzz3RoBBUY2x



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