Warning
par Angela AKI
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There are ways, ther are many ways I could say all this;
There are days, there are many days it is hit or miss
And I know this could be a warning of some sort to me
Maybe now, maybe now you´re ready to say what you´re done
Waiting for, waiting for the answer that I´m the one
So I´ll meet you in Greece and we´ll sail the Mediterranean Sea
Time just ook a toll on me and turned me cold and cynical
Can I forgive the past and you, and see them not as obstacles?
I´ll take love from the bottle and I won´t choke on the throttle
So does this mean I´m playing it safe?
Heavenly, Heavenly are feelings I have for you
Motherly, Motherly are instincts I´m not into
And I know this could be a warning of some sort to me
Blinded by contentment and refusing to see thruth at all
Denying that I´m flying to the edge will never stop the fall
I´ll lay pads on the ground before I jump off a building
So does this mean I´m going to live?
Eyes wide open I´m still hopin there´s a way
For this cycle to be broken, I´m closer everyday...
I´ll take love from the bottle and I won´t choke on the throttle
I´ll lay pads on the ground before I jump off a building
So does this mean I´m going to live?
There are ways, ther are many ways I could say all this;
There are days, there are many days it is hit or miss
And I know this could be a warning of some sort to me
There are days, there are many days it is hit or miss
And I know this could be a warning of some sort to me
Maybe now, maybe now you´re ready to say what you´re done
Waiting for, waiting for the answer that I´m the one
So I´ll meet you in Greece and we´ll sail the Mediterranean Sea
Time just ook a toll on me and turned me cold and cynical
Can I forgive the past and you, and see them not as obstacles?
I´ll take love from the bottle and I won´t choke on the throttle
So does this mean I´m playing it safe?
Heavenly, Heavenly are feelings I have for you
Motherly, Motherly are instincts I´m not into
And I know this could be a warning of some sort to me
Blinded by contentment and refusing to see thruth at all
Denying that I´m flying to the edge will never stop the fall
I´ll lay pads on the ground before I jump off a building
So does this mean I´m going to live?
Eyes wide open I´m still hopin there´s a way
For this cycle to be broken, I´m closer everyday...
I´ll take love from the bottle and I won´t choke on the throttle
I´ll lay pads on the ground before I jump off a building
So does this mean I´m going to live?
There are ways, ther are many ways I could say all this;
There are days, there are many days it is hit or miss
And I know this could be a warning of some sort to me