wearing your troubles
Put me on a crown and I will be your king.
Let me be your wheel of fortune and give it a swing.
Don't be afraid there are only good things on the display.
If you think your stuck then let me show you another way.
A life with good and bad things but without betray.
Give me all your bad feelings, sorrow and dispear.
So I can sow a coat of it for me to wear.
I will carry it full of pride.
Even when its to small, to big, to slim or to wide.
I will wear it with luck and all my love.
Just aslong untill all those bad feelings, sorrow and dispear are wearn off.
Let me be your wheel of fortune and give it a swing.
Don't be afraid there are only good things on the display.
If you think your stuck then let me show you another way.
A life with good and bad things but without betray.
Give me all your bad feelings, sorrow and dispear.
So I can sow a coat of it for me to wear.
I will carry it full of pride.
Even when its to small, to big, to slim or to wide.
I will wear it with luck and all my love.
Just aslong untill all those bad feelings, sorrow and dispear are wearn off.
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| Auteur: Daniel Dutch | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: fox_bert | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 20 november 2005 | ||
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