Harder every time and it starts to show on my face and on my wall where all her pictures fall.
Getting over a three leaf clover, that I thought was four.
It`s just the same as before.
Forget me, girl, I`m still recovering from her.
It hurts so.
I`m sorry, girl, I`m in no shape to love.
It`s not you its her.
An absent-minded find was thought to be a lucky break, but what`s at steak is only dignity.
Alone I`ll stand as they all dance.
I`ve tangoed one too many times, the floor is just not for me.
So take it slow, even stop every now and again when I say when.
Here we go on our way to sudden change.
Turn the tables to point the other way.
And I`m dismayed.
And if I stop breathing keep your arms around me.