Crow, Sheryl "The Book"
I read your book
And I find it strange
That I know that girl and I know her world
A little too well
And I didnt know
By giving my hand
That I would be written down, sliced around, passed down
Among strangers hands
Three days in rome
Where do we go
Ill always remember
Three days in rome
Never again
Would I see your face
You carry a pen and a paper and no time and no words you waste
Oh youre a voyeur
The worst kind of thief
To take what happened to us
To write down everthing that went on between you and me
Three days in rome
And I stand alone
Ill always remember
Three days in rome
And what do I get
Do I get revenge
While you lay it all out
Without any doubt
Of how this would end
Sometimes it goes
Sometimes we come
To learn by mistake that the love you once made
Cant be undone
Three days in rome
I laid my heart out
I laid my soul down
Ill always remember
Three days in rome
And I find it strange
That I know that girl and I know her world
A little too well
And I didnt know
By giving my hand
That I would be written down, sliced around, passed down
Among strangers hands
Three days in rome
Where do we go
Ill always remember
Three days in rome
Never again
Would I see your face
You carry a pen and a paper and no time and no words you waste
Oh youre a voyeur
The worst kind of thief
To take what happened to us
To write down everthing that went on between you and me
Three days in rome
And I stand alone
Ill always remember
Three days in rome
And what do I get
Do I get revenge
While you lay it all out
Without any doubt
Of how this would end
Sometimes it goes
Sometimes we come
To learn by mistake that the love you once made
Cant be undone
Three days in rome
I laid my heart out
I laid my soul down
Ill always remember
Three days in rome
emotion mit schmerz und ohne - 2007/01/09 17:07