September
Thursday 16 August 2007 photo 10/13
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When all is said and done So weak and overcome So tired of running still The winter I look into your eyes An orchid without sun Some things you can't disguise So many people so lonely inside Waiting And if all this brings you down I will be coming round When useless dreaming comes to an end Who will carry all your fears? When all the tears from fury have passed Maybe love has just begun Like a faded photograph A child caught in a storm Though we will never sleep The winter There's lipstick on the glass The questions left unasked Two fools who've left the game Finding themselves without solace again Waiting And if all this brings you down I will be coming round When useless dreaming comes to an end Who will carry all your fears? When all the tears from fury have passed Maybe love has just begun Maybe love has just begun
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