vendredi 1 janvier 2016

Here I come




Paris, 1930.

So you run from here to there, you run from where you're from. Dance, laugh, pretend you don't know that you are here alive and there stuck somewhere. Play louder! louder! So that I won't care.

Oh won't you let me fly? Oh won't you let me go?

You're so lonely, but I've got to let you know.. Yes I love you, but it's time for me to go. Tell me you're fine, tell me you're safe, tell me I'm free to go my way. Tell me getting ahead, it ain't letting you down and breaking apart, it ain't holding your hand, I want you to let me try.

Oh won't you let me fly? Oh won't you let me go?

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