At the age of eighteen
I had had enough
And by twenty one
I decided to get tough
And then I found the guard
Was still too rough

And I’ve been hurt
Ever since that day
I’ve been hurt and I’ve lost my way
I still think I have a chance
To find your love

WellI tried to love you
One day at a time
Each day waiting
Hoping for the sign
It was clear I needed luck
More than this time

And I’ve been hurt
Ever since that day
I’ve been hurtwellI’ve lost my way
I still think I have a chance
To make you mine

My empty heart is
Counting all the ways
Fire and desire
Sat and count days
Will youwon’t you
When and where
Do youdon’t youdo I care
That same eternal question
Is always there
It’s always there




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