Lyrics Stop - Nina Simone

Sinding, the clown is not a sun to love
It's always been the very death of love (stop)
Sinding, the clown is not a sun to love
It's always been the very death of love (stop)
Wonder sometimes if everybody feels this way
How do they live from day to day (stop)
Wonder sometimes if everybody feels this way
How do they live from day to day (stop)
I know the true, it doesn't have to be this way
Please, settle down, is what the silly people say (stop)
Work, it's never work before
Can they not see it doesn't open any doors (stop)
It doesn't work, it's never work before
Can they not see it doesn't open any doors (stop)
I am on fire the way the real people love
Got get much higher, I'm sick from gotter above (stop)
Where does this course, where does this course come from?
Stop