martes, 18 de enero de 2011

I feel alone..

sometimes we laugh to keep from crying
sometimes we smile to keep from frowning
sometimes we hate to keep from loving
sometimes we hide so we can be found

you don´t know and don´t care
what is right and what is fair
that wonpt get you anywhere
and I find it´s real

I feel alone walking down the street
I feell alone with the people  i meet
I feel alone with all my friends
I feel alone til the end

and I sit all alone looking out at a gray night sky
no one here but a car driving by
I look at the children the good are so hard to find
I sit in my room and I play my piano

I feel alone walking down the street
I feell alone with the people  i meet
I feel alone with all my friends
I feel alone til the end

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