paroles de chanson Patience - George Michael
It's
like
a
conversation,
where
no-one
stops
to
breathe
Is
it
my
imagination,
or
did
God
already
leave
the
table?
Such
destruction,
and
pure
white
castles
in
the
sand
No
time
for
introduction
With
all
that
money
changing
hands
And
the
satellite
says,
"Take
a
look
at
all
we
have"
But
the
old
man
says
"You
want
my
family,
for
your
liberty...
I
can't
do
that."
Look
into
the
eyes
of
any
patient
man
Whether
they
be
amber,
green
or
blue
There's
a
piece
of
God
staring
back
at
you
But
they
see
our
children,
and
the
old
folk
fend
for
themselves
They
see
our
broken
women
On
imaginary
shelves
But
the
satellite
says,
"Won't
you
people
look
at
all
we
have?
Don't
you
want
it?
Can't
you
see
the
things
that
you
lack?"
Children
in
his
arms,
he
turns
his
back.
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