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When the day is long and the night,
The night is yours alone,
When you're sure you've had enough of this life,
Well hang on.
Don't let yourself go,
Everybody cries and everybody hurts sometimes.
Sometimes everything is wrong.
Now it's time to sing along.
When your day is night alone,
Hold on, hold on
If you feel like letting go,
Hold on
When you think you've had too much of this life,
Well hang on.
Everybody hurts.
Take comfort in your friends.
Everybody hurts.
Don't throw your hand.
Oh, no.
Don't throw your hand.
If you feel like you're alone,
No, no, no, you are not alone
If you're on your own in this life,
The days and nights are long,
When you think you've had too much of this life to hang on.
Well, everybody hurts sometimes,
Everybody cries.
And everybody hurts sometimes.
And everybody hurts sometimes.
So, hold on, hold on.
Hold on, hold on.
Hold on, hold on.
Hold on, hold on.
Everybody hurts.
You are not alone.
Publié par Miss-C à 09:29:34 dans Nothing in particular | Commentaires (6) | Permaliens
21-08-2007 17:29
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21-08-2007 17:27
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21-08-2007 16:59
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21-08-2007 16:58
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21-08-2007 16:48
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21-08-2007 13:26
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"Elle cherche quoi faire de sa vie entre soif d'absolu et peur de la déchéance."
"Elle est perdue avec elle-même, perdue avec le monde. Elle exige trop d'elle-même, trop du monde."
(Alain Rémond)