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• Artiste: Green My Eyes
• Titre: Northwest Passage
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Baby, believe me, I knew my way there all along Searching for something familiar before I go on Through busstops and hideaways, knocking on padlocked doors Believed for no reason that one of them would lead to yours Your heart won't survive the season You don't always need a reason To believe that the path we chose Will lead us down the winding road To love And that the bread crumbs we trail Get lost along the way Baby, believe me, I meant to go searching for you No, don't try if you don't feel you've got something to prove Decisions are foolish things, you can't trust how you feel And if you're with him now, you can't know that feeling is real Your heart won't survive the season You don't always need a reason To believe that the path we chose Will lead us down the winding road To love And that the bread crumbs we trail Get lost along the way As we drift through the suburbs, the alleyways, and into the streets We ring like a telephone, still numb in the places we meet I'm falling into your arms, I can't comprehend How close we came, darling, how close to the end Your heart won't survive the season You don't always need a reason To believe that the path we chose Will lead us down the winding road To love And that the bread crumbs we trail Get lost along the way Get lost along the way