I never loved him, he never reached me. He was just someone, someone I knew. I think about him on alternate Thursdays. When I haven't got anything better to do.
In my room. we're at the end of the harm. I sit and stare at the wall. each day's just like the last. for I lived in the past. . In my room. where every night is the same.
WELCOME TO MY HEART. (Bert Kaempfert - Herbert Rehbein - Paul Vance). «© '68 Ruth Rehbein Music». . Welcome to my heart where have you been. Welcome to my world please walk walk right in.
I need a little time. To think it over. I need a little space. Just on my own. I need a little time. To find my freedom. I need a little.... . Funny how quick the milk turns sour.
Higher. It's what I expect from my life. It's like a wire. That holds me back down to the ground. . Oh, I hear you say. "That is the way of the world".
Higher. It's what I expect from my life. It's like a wire. That holds me back down to the ground. . Oh, I hear you say. That is the way of the world. No, hear what I say.