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• Artiste: John Farnham
• Titre: Sometimes
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Sometimes I feel folded, like a piece of paper Dirty with the fingerprints of unrepentant hands Who never ever thinks about the words of love inside me 'Cause it's all so plain and simple thatno-one understands Sometimes I feel congested like peak hour in the city Choking on the petrol and the deisel and the dust I sit and wonder how we all could be so stupid And I want toleave my vehicle and let it turn to rust And I wish I had your confidence I wish I had your smile I wish I had your joie de vivre Your innate sense of style And I wish I had your body near me Warming up my nights Saying oooh babe, baby it's alright Sometimes I feel miniscule just like an amoeba Floating on a plate of glass watched by unseen eyes And I feel so cold and lonely in that instant of existence And I wonder if someone's watching me up above the sky Perhaps there are no solutions Perhaps just other questions Maybe there's a meaning to my solitary life And I know that there's no guarantees There's just the pain of living Perhaps there are no solutions Maybe there's just life