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• Artiste: Whitney
• Titre: Islands (Really Something)
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What if this cold life I lead Made a fool out of me? There's no islands in this motel But I'll tip my glass till I'm well beyond fried No, it won't be long till I'm going blind From the damage done tonight So long, farewell It must be hard to tell But I was really something I never went far playing games Or hiding from the winds of change So, Desire, where you been? You left my mind in a tailspin But I suppose it didn't take us long to know We'd burn too bright together, you and I We were lost at best Just a phase, I guess But it was really something Break a fall in stride And hell, you might just find Your life was really something