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• Artiste: Grace Read
• Titre: My Man
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Youthfully, I have loved With a fervent fire I've felt how it burned I've watched the flame grow bright and proud And the ache of change as it started to turn I've watched a heart wandering Make violent ashes of a home Or just calmly fade out It may seem that I haven't had time To feel tattered and torn, uneasy or tired But for all I've got left, I'm not throwing it around I'm waiting for my man To come along and save me from this mess It might hit us like a brick Or we might fall on accident But we'll know, we will know You're young, have fun While your skin is seamless While there's flush on your lips You can go home with whoever you want You can be a siren, you can be a temptress Oh, but I've played and been played before I have held out my hand, just to see who might take it What's the point of dancing with no color in your step? What's the use of seamless skin If you've got no one to draw in the lines with? I'm waiting for my man To come along and save me from this mess It might hit us like a brick Or we might fall on accident But we'll know, we will know I wonder if he's tired too If he's dragging his feet through the moves Just like I do I am not focused on losing my faith Though I'm human in this need I've got a quiet but certain patience for this thing