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Sunday Morning in the heart of the cityIt's the nights that wear you outSaid Cicily asShe colluded at the bus stopWith the Captain and the rest of the menShe colluded at the bus stopSaid it didn't feel that dangerous thenMonday morning in a strange bed in this townWake up slowly take a long look aroundGet dressed quickly trying hard not to wake himLeave in silence 'cause it's better that wayAnd and hey it's not as though you wanted toBut hey, we all do what we need to get throughAnd hey, it's not as though you wanted toBut you did it just for something to doCicily walks the streets of post-war BerlinShe likes the fashions and the breeze from the SpreeShe knows it's all or nothing, no turning back nowBut hey she didn't like her old life anywayAnd, and no, it's not as though she meant itLetras de cancionesBut she likes it now it's all come to passAnd no, it's not as though she meant itBut she knows that you can't change the pastAnd so you spend the day with this old diaryThat charts the hopes and dream and fearsOf Cicily as sheColluded at the bus stopStarted something that she couldn't containShe colluded at the bus stopDidn't know her life would never be the same.And hey, you said you wouldn't read itAnd you're not sure she'd have wanted you toBut hey, it's too late to unread itAnd maybe she just put it all - down - for - youAnd hey it's not as though you meant toBut we all do what we need to get throughAnd hey, it's not as though you wanted toBut maybe this is what she wanted for you. From Letras Mania