At the age of eighteen
I had had enough
And by twenty one
I decided to get tough
And then I found the guard
Was still too rough
And I’ve been hurt
Ever since that day
I’ve been hurt and I’ve lost my way
I still think I have a chance
To find your love
Well, I tried to love you
One day at a time
Each day waiting
Hoping for the sign
It was clear I needed luck
More than this time
And I’ve been hurt
Ever since that day
I’ve been hurt, well, I’ve lost my way
I still think I have a chance
To make you mine
My empty heart is
Counting all the ways
Fire and desire
Sat and count days
Will you, won’t you
When and where
Do you, don’t you, do I care
That same eternal question
Is always there
It’s always there
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