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In its genre this song has peaked at #1 Top Songs in Spain, #1 in Europe, #20 Top Streams, #13 Top Downloads Global Charts |
CD: Wild Sea
Label: Private
Credits: (c) 2002 - Music and Words Carlos Wilde. Recorded, arranged, mixed and produced by Carlos Wilde - Legal Deposit - Copyright protected |
Story Behind the Song
This song is about people who for one reason or another tread on useless paths and insist on complicating things rather than simplifying them.
Lyrics
Why can't I sit with you tonite
And talk about our things
Take me in your arms and hold me tight
And talk about our things, cuz
Struggle grows as this wind blows
Naked beds, desire for love
Hollow inside, vanished pride
Emptiness at my side
A tainted heart keeping time
Till I hold your hand
And hope you realise
How quick it all goes by
Staring at the dark, looking for the sun
Which way to go, if & when to turn
Walking in the dark, waiting for someone
Who can take you home and not leave you all alone
Why can't I sit with you tonite
And talk about our things, cuz
Hardness tows as this wind grows
Losing control, desire for love
Hollow inside, nowhere to hide
A sense of void at my side
A tainted heart...
Staring at the dark...
A tainted heart in a hidden alcove
Turning over the pages
Till I hold your hand and you understand
How quick it all fades
Holding all the aces right in our faces
And the clock ticking away
Staring at the dark...
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