domingo, 27 de abril de 2008
segunda-feira, 21 de abril de 2008
Why do you come here?
Why do you come?
When you know it makes things hard for me?
And why do you hang around?
I'm so sorryI'm so sorry
Why do you come hereWhen you know it makes things hard for me?
When you know, ohWhy do you come?
Why do you telephone?
And why send me silly notes?I'm so sorry
I'm so sorry
Why do you come hereWhen you know it makes things hard for me?
When you know, oh
Why do you come?You had to sneak into my room
'just' to read my diaryIt was just to see, just to see
All the things you knewI'd written about you
And so many illustrationsI'm so very sickened
Oh, I am so sickened now
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