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11/01/2003 | 13:40 uur
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You can't manufacture a miracle
The silence was pitiful that day.
A love is getting too cynical
Passion's just physical these days
You analyze everyone you meet
But get no sign, love ain't kind
every night you admit defeat
and cry yourself blind

If you can't wake up in the morning
Cause your bed lies vacant at night
If you're lost, hurt, tired or lonely
Can't control it, try as you might
May you find that love that won't leave you
May you find it by the end of the day
You won't be lost, hurt, tired and lonely
Something beautiful will come your way

The DJ said on the radio
Life should be stereo, each day
In the past you cast the unsuitable
Instead of some kind of beautiful, you just couldn't wait
All your friends think you're satisfied
But they can't see your soul no, no, no
Forgot the time feeling petrified, when they lived alone

Some kind of beautiful (will come your way)
All your friends think you're satisfied
But they can't see your soul no no no
Forgot the time feeling petrified
When they lived alone

Something Beautiful - Robbie Williams

Dit is nou typisch zo'n nummer dat ze maar snel op SINGLE moeten uitbrengen

ps;u snapt natuurlijk zelf ook wel dat dit hierboven goon een lousy excuse is om weer es een plaatje van Wobbie te posten:)

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Bar 11/01/2003 | 14:10 uur
Tja, daarvoor is elk excuus goed toch? ;-)
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