Come To Me In Love (My Love Thing)

by alarian   May 18, 2006


What a pity you think
could be John or Joe
who fell in love with you
could be Joe or me

I called our lives a song
telling the streets we wandered
and the tattoos we finally
got rid off, you and I

like many of us, the Athenians
the gem we hold
was only our youth
today I know that but baby don't cry

they say our sadness
can be filled up with hopes
our love can be found again
if we stop to run

but Helena we were born
near the gods, where are they now?
We drank, we smoked and lived
an easy life through, baby don't cry

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