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Woorden: Crosby Stills Nash. Run From Tears.

I don't run from tears
That's my weakness
But I know you still love me
Though you don't believe it

And I never thought that you we were a loser
Only didn't hear enough of the songs
Everything was always going to be smoother
All we needed was some time left alone

Something special is in me dyin'

Are you punishing me for my weakness?
When you know about me girl
I cannot be beaten down too far


And I didn't mean to take you for granted
Only knew that it felt good at home
But you left me so disenchanted
I was blind of course until you were gone

Girl yeah, I'm drownin', I'm fightin'
Something special is in me dyin', yeah

There's an empty place in my bed
And my heart is beating against my head
The blood rushing through my veins
Becomes a flood of tears, once again