,i need a hand in mine

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Once in a house on a hill
A boy got angry
He broke into my heart

For a day and a night
I stayed beside him
Until I had no hope

So I came down the hill
Of course I was hurt
But then I started to think

It shouldn`t hurt me to be free
It`s what I really need
To pull myself together
But if it`s so good being free
Would you might telling me
Why I don`t know what to do with myself

There`s a bar by the dock
Where I found myself
Drinking with this man
He offered me a cigarette
And I accepted
Cause it`s been a very long time
As it burned 'till the end
I thought of the boy
No one could ever forget

It shouldn`t hurt me to be free
It`s what I really need
To pull myself together
But if it`s so good being free
Would you might telling me
Why I don`t know what to do with myself

To pull myself together
But if it`s so good being free
Would you might telling me
Why I don`t know what to do with myself

To pull myself together
But if it`s so good being free
Would you might telling me
Why I don`t know what to do with myself


[emiliana torrini - to be free]