Shelter Me
What have I got to do to make you love me
What have I got to do to make you care
What do I do when lightning strikes me
And I wake to find that you're not there
What do I do to make you want me
What have I got to do to be heard
What do I say when it's all over
And sorry seems to be the hardest word
It's sad, so sad
It's a sad, sad situation
And it's getting more and more absurd
It's sad, so sad
Why can't we talk it over
Oh it seems to me
That sorry seems to be the hardest word
What do I do to make you love me
What have I got to do to be heard
What do I do when lightning strikes me
What have I got to do
What have I got to do
When sorry seems to be the hardest word
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First I tolf to myself there was no more than the sound
Of the wind through an open door, and if no one
entered it was no crime ?at least it was none of
mine, and all isaw I kept at bay, an empty heard
in an emtpy space, there was no reason for me to
live, I had nothing to give, nothing to give
I closed my eyes and to my surprise my heard
was beating I was still alive
Was there really nothing I could do?
No, it can抰 be true!
I抳e been lying to myself, lying to myself for so long
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Of the wind through an open door, and if no one
entered it was no crime ?at least it was none of
mine, and all isaw I kept at bay, an empty heard
in an emtpy space, there was no reason for me to
live, I had nothing to give, nothing to give
I closed my eyes and to my surprise my heard
was beating I was still alive
Was there really nothing I could do?
No, it can抰 be true!
I抳e been lying to myself, lying to myself for so long
IæÅÂÂ