Manhattan Skyline
(Mags/Pal Waaktaar)
We sit and watch umbrellas fly
I'm trying to keep my newspaper dry
I hear myself say,
"My boat's leaving now"
...so we shake hands and cry
Now I must wave goodbye
Wave goodbye
Wave goodbye
Wave goodbye
Wave goodbye
Wave goodbye
You know
I don't want to cry again
I don't want to cry again
Don't want to say goodbye
I don't want to cry again
I don't want to run away
Don't want to race this pain
I'll never see your face again
Oh but how
How can you say
That I didn't try...
You see things in the depths of my eyes
That may love's run dry
No...
We leave to their goodbyes
I've come to depend on the look in their eyes
My blood's sweet for pain
The wind and the rain bring back words of a song
And they say: wave goodbye
Wave goodbye
Wave goodbye
Wave goodbye
Wave goodbye
Wave goodbye
But you know
I don't want to fall again
Don't want to look this pain
Don't want another friend
Don't want to try again
Don't want to see you hurt
Don't let me see you hurt
I don't want to cry again
I'll never see your face again
How can you say
That I didn't try
You know I did
You see things in the depths of my eyes
That my love's run dry
...So I read to myself:
A chance of a lifetime to see new horizons
On the front page
A black and white picture
Of Manhattan Skyline
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Matin solitaire
Soleil àl'envers
Mes jours s'endorment
Quand tu t'en vas
Murs de ma maison
Pour seul horizon
Un vide énorme
Tombe sur moi
Le temps qui balance
Entre deux silences
Le téléphone
Ne répond pas
Lonely morning
The sun on the wrong side
My days drag on (Lit.: my days drop off to sleep)
When you leave
Walls of my house
As only horizon
A huge emptiness
Descends upon me (Lit.: falls on me)
Time which dangles
Between two silences
The telephone
Does not answer