terça-feira, julho 01, 2008

To be forgiven

I'm going down
Won't you help me
Save me from myself
I hear the sound of a memory
Maybe time will tell
Suddenly my life is like a river
Taking me places i don't want to go
But like all good men who swim too well
It takes all that i have just to cry for help
Then that voice in my head
Tells me no
I'm going down
The cold, cold water is rushing in
I'm going down
And i would beg to be forgiven
If i knew my sin

(G. Michael)

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