miércoles, 9 de septiembre de 2009

A LITTLE TIME



The Beautiful South

I need a little time
to think it over
i need a little space
just on my own
i need a little time
to find my freedom
i need a little...
Funny how quick the milk turns sour
isnand't it, isnand't it
your face has been looking like that for hours
hasnand't it, hasnand't it
promises, promises turn to dust
wedding bells just turn to rust
trust into mistrust
I need a little room
to find myself
i need a little space
to work it out
i need a little room
all alone
i need a little...
You need a little room for your big head
donand't you, donand't you
you need a little space for a thousand beds
wonand't you, wonand't you
lips that promise - fear the worst
tongue so sharp - the bubble burst
just into unjust
Iand've had a little time
to find the truth
now iand've had a little room
to check whatand's wrong
iand've had a little time
and i still love you
iand've had a little...
You had a little time
and you had a little fun
didnand't you, didnand't you
while you had yours
do you think i had none
do you, do you
the freedom that you wanted bad
is yours for good
i hope youand're glad
sad into unsad
I had a little time
to think it over
had a little room
to work it out
i found a little courage
to call it off
Iand've had a little time
iand've had a little time
iand've had a little time
iand've had a little time

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