(Pop) Listen
Ok, I will pretend I am brave and call you
I believe that I will fall for you
I hope that you will never know
What kind of pressure your presence put me through
You have a way of your own
I know my cover is blown
I want to know how this could go so far
How could you make me feel I'm not too old to dream of being a popstar
It's not fair to put me through
All the greatness that is you
I need you here where you belong
Because your absence leads to yet another bad pop song
You have a way of your own
I know my cover is blown
I want to know how this could go so far
How could you make me feel I'm not too old to dream of being a popstar
There is no way that this could last
Soon enough I will be your past
But as for now I will pretend
That this affair will never end
You have a way of your own
I know my cover is blown
I want to know how this could go so far
How could you make me feel I'm not too old to dream of being a popstar
You turn my heart into a rubberball
You are all it takes to make me fall
When I fall I will know who hit me
And I will always bring you with me
You have a way of your own
I know my cover is blown
I want to know how this could go so far
How could you make me feel I'm not too old to dream of being a popstar
Monday, May 29, 2006
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