martes, 9 de septiembre de 2008



Every word I say, I mean it.
Every single day, I feel it.

But sometimes when you talk
it's obvious you want to show it,
so don't blow it.

Tell me what we got, tell me it's a lot, tell me it's the real thing;
tell me not to change and always be the same, tell me that's a good thing,
it's a good thing.
Tell me not to lie, tell me not to wait,
tell me that you want the same things as me;
tell me that it's fate, driving me insane,
tell me it's the real thing
that keeps me hangin on.

I can read the signs between us.
I feel it inside when you come nearer.
There's a stillness in the air like no one else is there
and every moment stays in the moment.

Tell me what we got, tell me it's a lot, tell me it's the real thing;
tell me not to change and always be the same, tell me that's a good thing,
it's a good thing.
Tell me not to lie, tell me not to wait,
tell me that you want the same things as me;
tell me that it's fate, driving me insane,
tell me it's the real thing
that keeps me hangin on.

Sometimes it hurts to watch you leave,
it feels like you're taking a part of me with you.
I never know how it'll be,
I guess it's just a mystery,
but is it the real thing (that keeps me hangin on).

Tell me what we got, tell me it's a lot, tell me it's the real thing;
tell me not to change and always be the same, tell me that's a good thing,
it's a good thing.
Tell me not to lie, tell me not to wait,
tell me that you want the same things as me;
tell me that it's fate, driving me insane,
tell me it's the real thing
that keeps me hangin on.

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