Tác giả: Nhạc Ngoại
Some days I wanna, and some days I don't
Sometimes I can feel it and suddenly its gone
Some days I can tell you the truth and some days I just don't
Only a change of mood sun goes down some one says something to quick or to soon
A touch not made one made to late army's of words can not hope to contain.
Then it comes and it goes
And I have no control
Some days I can think clear and some days I wont
Sometimes I can feel it and suddenly its gone
Some days I am strong and some days my skins broken and thin
That's when it feels and it takes what it needs and it leaves before I get to know, its only a step away moments that army's of words can not hope to contain.
Then it comes and it goes
And I cant make it home
And theres nothing at home
And it breaks me when it goes.
Some days I wanna, and some days I don't
Sometimes I can feel it and suddenly its gone
Some days I can tell you the truth and some days I just don't
Only a change of mood dream comes out some one tells something to quick or to soon
A move not made one made to late army's of words can not hope to contain.
Then it comes and it goes
And I seem to hope
And theres nothing at home
And it breaks me when it goes.;
Sometimes I can feel it and suddenly its gone
Some days I can tell you the truth and some days I just don't
Only a change of mood sun goes down some one says something to quick or to soon
A touch not made one made to late army's of words can not hope to contain.
Then it comes and it goes
And I have no control
Some days I can think clear and some days I wont
Sometimes I can feel it and suddenly its gone
Some days I am strong and some days my skins broken and thin
That's when it feels and it takes what it needs and it leaves before I get to know, its only a step away moments that army's of words can not hope to contain.
Then it comes and it goes
And I cant make it home
And theres nothing at home
And it breaks me when it goes.
Some days I wanna, and some days I don't
Sometimes I can feel it and suddenly its gone
Some days I can tell you the truth and some days I just don't
Only a change of mood dream comes out some one tells something to quick or to soon
A move not made one made to late army's of words can not hope to contain.
Then it comes and it goes
And I seem to hope
And theres nothing at home
And it breaks me when it goes.;