Once in a house on a hill A boy got angry He broke into my heart
For a day and a night I stayed beside him Until I had no hope
So I came down the hill Of course I was hurt But then I started to think
It shouldn't hurt me to be free It's what I really need To pull myself together But if it's so good being free Would you mind telling me Why I don't know what to do with myself
There's a bar by the dock Where I found myself Drinking with this man He offered me a cigarette And I accepted 'Cause it's been a very long time As it burned 'till the end I thought of the boy No one could ever forget
It shouldn't hurt me to be free It's what I really need To pull myself together But if it's so good being free Would you mind telling me Why I don't know what to do with myself
To pull myself together But if it's so good being free Would you mind telling me Why I don't know what to do with myself
To pull myself together But if it's so good being free Would you mind telling me Why I don't know what to do with myself
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