Reply #15: Still my favorite

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You Can Count on Me - Van Gogh's Ear:

Coffee with a pinch of salt,
feeling I want to cry,
my world is trembling,
sensing the end is near.

I don't want to win,
what does it matter now?
I'm tired of making up excuses,
because things just didn't work out.

And all that will remain,
are memories of good yesterdays,
that we had together,
and now I just want to believe...

That you will remember the Winter evenings in Madrid,
whole nights spent without sleep,
when I felt that I could die from love
seeing you waiting by my door,
sitting on the floor not thinking,
that you could count on me.

There never was malice,
only innocence.
trying to make us believe,
the world was at our feet.

When sleep finally comes,
in the silence I will build,
a life in every color
where we can both live.

And all that will remain,
are memories of good yesterdays,
that we had together,
and now I just want to believe,

That you will remember the Winter evenings in Madrid,
whole nights spent without sleep,
when I felt that I could die from love
seeing you waiting by my door,
sitting on the floor not thinking,
that you could count on me...

forever, and I cannot help but miss you
while you you're still,
nearby but leaving
and I feel that I want to see you, see you,
and I think that...


You will remember the Winter evenings in Madrid,
whole nights spent without sleep,
when I felt that I could die from love
seeing you waiting by my door,
sitting on the floor not thinking,
that you could count on me...


That you will remember the Winter evenings in Madrid,
whole nights spent without sleep,
as life goes by
and I die,
I die missing you.


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