Every Time You Go
if this is the kind of life that am leading, then it aint the one that i needed coz it aint so
diffrent from being dead coz i spend so many days all alone in my bed and i ask myself
saying why, why i cant fly where you are, i guess i searched the word but i have never found
a person like you , just the same as you coz you a r my everything.
every time you go, every time you live i feel so empty in in my heart, is it the kind of love
that i i have been searching all alone, baby i feel so empty in in my heart.
Copyright © Ferdinand Siansangu | Year Posted 2010
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