Thursday, September 27, 2007

maybe i'm learning

i could feel at the time
there was no way of knowing
fallen leaves in the night
who can say where they´re blowing
as free as the wind
and hopefully learning
why the sea on the tide
has no way of turning

more than this - there is nothing
more than this - tell me one thing
more than this - there is nothing

it was fun for a while
there was no way of knowing
like dream in the night
who can say where we´re going
no care in the world
maybe i´m learning
why the sea on the tide
has no way of turning

more than this - there is nothing
more than this - tell me one thing
more than this - there is nothing

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