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In my secret life, Leonard Cohen


I saw you
this morning,
You were moving so fast.
Canít seem to loosen my grip
On the past.
And I miss you so much,
Thereís no one in sight.
And weíre still making love
In My Secret Life.

I smile when Iím angry,
I cheat and I lie.
I do what I have to do
To get by.
But I know what is wrong,
And I know what is right.
And Iíd die for the truth
In My Secret Life.

Hold on, hold on, my brother.
My sister, hold on tight.
I finally got my orders.
Iíll be marching through the morning,
Marching through the night,
Moving cross the borders
Of My Secret Life.

Looked through the paper.
Makes you want to cry.
Nobody cares if the people
Live or die.
And the dealer wants you thinking
That itís either black or white.
Thank God itís not that simple
In My Secret Life.

I bite my lip.
I buy what Iím told:
From the latest hit,
To the wisdom of old.
But Iím always alone.
And my heart is like ice.
And itís crowded and cold
In My Secret Life..
In My Secret Life..


Post je objavljen 13.06.2008. u 23:40 sati.