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A drop in the ocean. Ron Pope

A drop in the ocean
A change in the weather
I was praying that you and me might end up together
It’s like wishing for rain as I stand in the desert
But I’m holding you closer than most ’cause you are my heaven

I don’t wanna waste the weekend
If you don’t love me pretend
A few more hours then it’s time to go

As my train rolls down the east coast I wonder how you keep warm
It’s too late to cry
Too broken to move on

And still I can’t let you be
Most nights I hardly sleep
Don’t take what you don’t need from me

It’s just a drop in the ocean
A change in the weather
I was praying that you and me might end up together
Its like wishing for rain as I stand in the desert
But I’m holding you closer than most ’cause you are my heaven

Misplaced trust and old friends
Never counting regrets
By the grace of God I do not rest at all

New England as the leaves change
The last excuse that I’ll claim
I was a boy who loved a women like a little girl

And still I cant let you be
Most nights I hardly sleep
Don’t take what you don’t need from me

It’s just a drop in the ocean
A change in the weather
I was praying that you and me might end up together
It’s like wishing for rain as I stand in the desert
But I’m holding you closer than most ’cause you are my

Heaven doesn’t seem far away anymore
No
No
Heaven doesn’t seem far away

Heaven doesn’t seem far away anymore
No
No
Heaven doesn’t seem far away
Oh
Oh

A drop in the ocean
A change in the weather
I was praying that you and me might end up together
It’s like wishing for rain as I stand in the desert
But I’m holding you closer than most ’cause you are my heaven
You are my heaven

This is my life. Anna Bergendahl

I go down the beaten track, along the river with an empty bag
At the end she said to me: “Why are you here with the autumn leaves?”

Cause this is my life, my friend, and this is my time to stand’
Cause this is my life, my friend, and I can’t be no one else’

I’m done, tripping on my toes, strike an iron and attack my soul
Misty moon, you’re gonna see, I’ve got you blues to get on my feet

Cause this is my life, my friend, and this is my time to stand’
Cause this is my life, my friend, and I can’t be no one else’

I don’t wanna run; I don’t wanna fight
I don’t wanna hide; I just wanna stay free, to be me
I don’t wanna win; I don’t wanna lose
I don’t wanna play; I just wanna remember, oh my name

Cause this is my life, my friend, and this is my time to stand

(Cause this is my life, my friend, and this is my time to stand)
Oh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
(Cause this is my life, my friend, and this is my time to stand)

Couse this is my life, my friend, and I can’t be no one else
Cause this is my life, my friend, and I can’t be no one else
Now this is my life, my friend

Pussycat. Timo Räisänen

Lying alone doesn’t seem to be such a great idea, as when you where here.
I keep telling myself the grass isn’t greener on the other side,
still I know it’s a lie. It’s a lie, but it bides my time.

Pussy-Pussy-Pussy-Pussy-Pussycat I hate you.
Pussy-Pussy-Pussy-Pussy-Pussycat I love you.
And I’m never-nerver.never-never-never ever going to regret this.
No I’ll just cherish those sweet moments you made me cry.

Stuck between two kinds of love isn’t half as fun, as it seemed to be.
But stuck is just what I am and for once I just want to be free.
Free, not like you and me.

Pussy-Pussy-Pussy-Pussy-Pussycat I hate you.
Pussy-Pussy-Pussy-Pussy-Pussycat I love you.
And I’m never-nerver.never-never-never ever going to regret this.
No I’ll just cherish those sweet moments you made me cry.

Now even running away is what I have to run from.
Cause when I drink, I drink until I fall and then I drink more.
So what’s left to do now? I guess keep running.
I’ll stumble; I’ll fall, until I hit the wall.

Pussy-Pussy.Pussy.Pussy-Pussycat I hate you.
Pussy-Pussy-Pussy-Pussy-Pussycat I love you.
And I’m never-nerver.never-never-never ever going to regret this.
No I’ll just cherish those sweet moments you made me cry.

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