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Come and have a drink please do
I take ice how about you?
Maybe we can talk and see
if there's a possibility
ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh

Move over to my seat
The waiter's here I'll have my mead

Reaching for his pen, he then commence to try to write the story of his life
Working all day and sleeping all night, what was there to say, what was there to write
Loving is for rich men, hating is for poor men, money is for fighters, crying is for writers
Living in the center of his own little world, his face never seen, his voice never heard
An endless stream of sorrow flows, a victim of the life he chose
Might as well write about the working of a 40 oil spot combustion engine

Putting down his pen, he turned and said I want to live but I wish I were dead

sitting here alone
and all comes back I see
how she waves goodbye
is more than just a memory

the sun comes up
and says hallo to me
hallo hallo to me

your day is done see
I'm the bad one, it's true
yesterday was good fun

move on sweet flower
you know more
you me

You say you don't need me
now I'm not around
I think you decieve me
you are just my clown
But I love my clown
more than you know
stop foolin around

you just see flowers
you're taking beauty? of the bad things
there is more in loving
than just the times when mine's in tunes say

wake up, abraham wake up
don't pretend you didn't make it up
wake up, abraham wake up

Без тебя и дня не могу прожить.
Расстояния, километры - это ножи.

И я готов ходить по стеклу.
Смотреть в облака, не чувствуя боли.
Без твоих глаз я наверно умру,
Ты - моя жизнь, непонятно что ли?