Woorden: Infernal. From Paris To Berlin (UK). Ten Miles.

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Lately, you don't even talk to me
And you don't need me, like you used to do
The only, never, ever was for me
I won't always hold my head up high

Oh, oh, I don't know why
Oh, oh, why don't you mind
Oh, oh, I don't know why
Oh, oh, you must be blind

Ten miles from you
And all I can do
Is wonder how we'll pull it through
Ten miles from you
It shouldn't be true
I don't know how we'll pull it through

I was, never, one to be deceived
But with you i, oh, I lose my mind

Oh, oh, I don't know why
Oh, oh, I lost my pride
Oh, oh, I don't now why
Oh, oh, you blow my mind

Ten miles from you
And all I can do
Is wonder how we'll pull it through
Ten miles from you
It shouldn't be true
I don't know how we'll pull it through

Ten miles from you
And all I can do
Is wonder how we'll pull it through
Ten miles from you
It shouldn't be true
I don't know how we'll pull it through

Ten miles from you
And all I can do
Is wonder how we'll pull it through
Ten miles from you
It shouldn't be true
I don't know how we'll pull it through

(Thanks to Heather for these lyrics)