Woorden: Raphael Gualazzi. Reality And Fantasy. Empty Home.

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I left your home so empyi and i cried
I never looked behind me,never tried
but now it's itme to break my chains
I loved you wastin' time in vain
I'm gonna misbehave till i die

One of these mornings
you'll lose your paradise
One of these mornings
you'll stop flyn' so high
One of these mornings
you'll have the chanche to shed your tears right on time

Now all the people tell me i'm not doin' right
but i don't care, i don't blame them feelin'wise
what a mess, you're not here with me
I wanted to show you how feel
The only thing that remains for me is to smile, and feel free!

One of these mornings
you'll lose your paradise
One of these mornings
you'll stop flyn' so high
One of these mornings
you'll have the chanche to shed your tears right on time

What a mess, you're not here with me
I wanted to show you how feel
The only thing that remains for me girl..
what a mess, you're not here with me
I wanted to show you how feel
The only thing that remains for me is to smile, and feel free!

One of these mornings
you'll lose your paradise
One of these mornings
you'll stop flyn' so high
One of these mornings
you'll have the chanche to shed your tears right on time


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