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May 27, 2004

Un jour certaines s'en rendront compte

Ou alors, y'en a des plus lucides que d'autres...

I took their smiles and I made them mine.
I sold my soul just to hide the light.
And now I see what I really am,
A thief a whore, and a liar.

I run to you,
Call out your name,
I see you there, farther away.

I'm numb to you - numb and deaf and blind.
You give me all but the reason why.
I reach but I feel only air at night.
Not you, not love, just nothing.

I run to you,
Call out your name,
I see you there, farther away.

Try to forget you,
But without you I feel nothing.
Don't leave me here, by myself.
I can't breathe.

I run to you,
Call out your name,
I see you there, farther away.

I run to you,
Call out your name,
I see you there, farther away,
Farther away,
Farther away,
Farther away,
Farther away,
Farther away.

(Evanescence, Farther Away)

Posted by Jean-Philippe on May 27, 2004 at 02:22 AM 45 Comments, 443 TrackBacks

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