middle
I'm standing in the middle of the road
And feel how the raindrops melt with my tears.
I wonder if someone could
show me the wright way.
Should I go left or right?
Left to something so formilliar,
or right, where things are alle new
but feel so good.
But it doesn't matter
which way I go
'cause my heart i
tearring apart.
I get down on my knees
And I look at sky
knowing what to do
just before someone
ran me over.
And feel how the raindrops melt with my tears.
I wonder if someone could
show me the wright way.
Should I go left or right?
Left to something so formilliar,
or right, where things are alle new
but feel so good.
But it doesn't matter
which way I go
'cause my heart i
tearring apart.
I get down on my knees
And I look at sky
knowing what to do
just before someone
ran me over.
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| Auteur: nellebel | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: maneschijn | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 20 december 2002 | ||
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