Wednesday 11 February 2009 photo 1/1
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God sitting beside me
Waiting on a train
I have to say something
A thousand questions in my brain
I don't know if he can hear me
Or if he even there
But I know it's impolite
For me sitting here and stare
I lean to his ear
But it's like he can't see
But if he's realy there
I want him to listen to me
Yes, I know I'm just an outcast
I shouldn't speak to you
Still I see your face and wonder...
Were you once an outcast too?
Waiting on a train
I have to say something
A thousand questions in my brain
I don't know if he can hear me
Or if he even there
But I know it's impolite
For me sitting here and stare
I lean to his ear
But it's like he can't see
But if he's realy there
I want him to listen to me
Yes, I know I'm just an outcast
I shouldn't speak to you
Still I see your face and wonder...
Were you once an outcast too?
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