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Nothing compares

par Pixie Lott

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Walking down Brick Lane feeling blue.
Wind blowing lightly and I picture you.
Sweet Sunday mornings, nothing to do.
Love is like a dream, when it´s just me and you.

Open my window, sing me a song.
Baby can´t you see that this is where I belong
With your hand in my hand, still feel that love
Really wish that we could go back to the way that it was.

They say if it doesn´t kill you it´ll make you stronger.
Oh, but I can´t be without you any longer.
Everytime I let it go, baby it´s true.
Nothing compares to you.
Nothing compares to you.

Sweet sunday morning, all by myself.
I´d rather be alone than with anyone else.
Watch my mascara dripping down.
Baby how did we end up like this? Where are you now?

They say if it doesn´t kill you it´ll make you stronger.
Oh, but I can´t be without you any longer.
Everytime I let it go, baby it´s true.
Nothing compares to you.
Nothing compares to you.

I´m running fast, fast as I can, to get you back, just to get you back again.
I cannot bear, I cannot live if we can´t be, we can´t be us again.
I´ll cry at night, cry at night, I´ll cry for all the words, all the words I didn´t say.
Sweet Sundays, sweet Sundays.

They say if it doesn´t kill you it´ll make you stronger.
Oh, but I can´t be without you any longer.
Everytime I let it go, baby it´s true.
Nothing compares to you.
Nothing compares to you.
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