All i’ve got in my head is all this mess
and when I try to confess, I think I need a bless
its all this running around, running till despair
and when I try to repair, id really like to be dead
So many people trying to find
someone so nice and someone who likes
everybody wants to have some love
but nobody really thinks of love
of love, of love, of love
Ive been watching you, watching all your thoughts goin around
you kept me lying underground
but then you wondered why I’m not found
its all this running around, running till despair
and when I try to repair, id really like to be dead
So many people trying to find
someone so nice and someone who likes
everybody wants to have some love
but nobody really thinks of love
of love, of love, of love
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Love like promises is easiest said than done! High marks.