paroles de chanson Summer and Smoke - Sad Lovers & Giants
                                                Nursing 
                                                my 
                                                regrets
 
                                    
                                
                                                Two 
                                                lives 
                                                pulling 
                                                different 
                                                ways
 
                                    
                                
                                                Trading 
                                                heartless 
                                                innuendos
 
                                    
                                
                                                Worn 
                                                out 
                                                with 
                                                neglect
 
                                    
                                
                                                Servants 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                tyrant 
                                                of 
                                                fate
 
                                    
                                
                                                There 
                                                is 
                                                so 
                                                much 
                                                that 
                                                you 
                                                don't 
                                                know
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                will 
                                                see 
                                                you 
                                                again
 
                                    
                                
                                                Through 
                                                the 
                                                window 
                                                of 
                                                    a 
                                                fast 
                                                train
 
                                    
                                
                                                Like 
                                                    a 
                                                split 
                                                second 
                                                frame
 
                                    
                                
                                                From 
                                                    a 
                                                bad 
                                                dream 
                                                that 
                                                we 
                                                can't 
                                                change
 
                                    
                                
                                                How 
                                                long 
                                                will 
                                                it 
                                                take?
 
                                    
                                
                                                How 
                                                much 
                                                do 
                                                    I 
                                                owe 
                                                for 
                                                mistakes?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Chasing 
                                                Shylock 
                                                with 
                                                    a 
                                                red 
                                                nose
 
                                    
                                
                                                Children 
                                                sound 
                                                asleep
 
                                    
                                
                                                Slowly 
                                                our 
                                                emotions 
                                                awake
 
                                    
                                
                                                Saving 
                                                heartaches 
                                                for 
                                                    a 
                                                headstone
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                will 
                                                see 
                                                you 
                                                again
 
                                    
                                
                                                Through 
                                                the 
                                                window 
                                                of 
                                                    a 
                                                fast 
                                                train
 
                                    
                                
                                                Like 
                                                    a 
                                                split 
                                                second 
                                                frame
 
                                    
                                
                                                From 
                                                    a 
                                                bad 
                                                dream 
                                                that 
                                                we 
                                                can't 
                                                change
 
                                    
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