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

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)