Album Leaf, The
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My trainPassed through your whole lifeTwo kidsThree records and an angry ex-wifeWhose faultIs it this timeThat certain sadnessThat you just can't quite defineDoes it weigh on your mindI used to hang on your every wordSmall leaps of faith, into the absurdI guess you own only part of the blameIf I were you, I'd be the sameI used to hang on your every wordSmall leaps of faith, into the absurdI guess you own only part of the blameIf I were you, I'd be the same
From Letras Mania