martes, 6 de octubre de 2009

Warwick Avenue


When I get to Warwick Avenue, Meet me by the entrance of the tube. We can talk things over a little time. Promisme me you won't step out of line. When I get to Warwick Avenue, please drop the past and be true. Don't think we are okay 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, out of 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 answer, now here's the door. When I get to Warwick Avenue, I'll tell you baby, that we're trough. All the days spent together, I wished for better. But I didn't want the train to come. 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 come. You think you're loving , but you don't love me. I want to be free, baby, you hurt me. You don't love me, I want to be free. Baby you've hurt me.

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