The Dying Life
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(C) Joost Tel / Chielie. Duur: 4:55 min..

They say there's a world, baby, behind those eyes
They tell of a thousand ways to be surprised
It's whispered that some of them had gladly died
To rest inside your arms; I know they've tried, but

In my life my love, some things I cannot stand
The scent of your perfume, or the touch of your sweet hand
The murmur of your voice; the music of your choice
I'd love to have you, girl, but (I could) only have you canned

Repeat Chorus Instrumentally

And I know those who would prefer the easy way
They would not go where I have gone, they'd come to you and stay
It's easier to fall for you, much harder to refrain
But if I was to make the choice, I'd rather be in pain

Repeat Chorus Instrumentally

In my life my love, some things I cannot stand
The scent of your perfume, or the touch of your sweet hand
The murmur of your voice; the music of your choice
I'd love to have you, girl, but (I could) only have you canned

I have no friend who understands the bad I see in you
It seems to kneel and kiss your feet is all that they can do
But life to me, my darling, is the mind behind the lies
A love for you would only make the kind of love that dies

Bridge

In my life my love, some things I cannot stand
The scent of your perfume, or the touch of your sweet hand
The murmur of your voice; the music of your choice
I'd love to have you, girl, but (I could) only have you canned