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Teksty: Linda McLean. No Language. What I'm After.


Cruel tonight, head down I'm restless in the cold, can't wait to make it home
and look away, I don't want to know whose bundled in the snow. How does it come down to this?
I want a life I can live like it matters, A love I can swear won't end
the strength to avoid disaster, and all the time I am after
Banged my head so many times, missed those signs that say go the other way
I been as wrong as I can be
Then there's been those days I come so close to what I know I can almost see it all comes down to me
I want a life I can live like it matters, and a love I can swear will never end, the strength to avoid a disaster and all the time I am after.
Always looking to all the things I didn't do, only seeing my missed chances
I 'm going to walk on through, be here now is all I want to do
Yah it may be cold but I can choose
Give me a life I can live like it mattes
And a love I will swear will never end
the strength to avoid another disaster
And all the time I am after, give me time, that's what I'm after....
Linda McLean