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forty_three
Stance: Goofy
And the name of the place escapes me.
When I can't remember.... it irritates me.
Could be I can't remember. Could be I choose to not.
Let's move the song along, and try to find a plot.
There was a girl.
and I don't know her name either.
She gave me love, and I said I'd never leave her.
If I did. I'd come back some day and find her.
Maybe I will. I should write to her n' remind her.
One day. One day who knows?
SOME DAY
SOMEDAY I SUPPOSE
There was a verse, that I was gonna write
I haven't yet. There's still a chance I might...
An open book.
That I still want to close...
I'll find the time
Someday I suppose a place and time,
I wanna be inside the storyline
That's happy in the end.
Plans are made with promises so certainly uncertain
I can't wait to set things straight
Before they close the curtain
One day! One day who knows?
SOME DAY
SOMEDAY I SUPPOSE
The more I sort things out
The more it gets distorted
I sort of think I'm better off just leaving it unsorted
The more I try to change it's course
The more off course it goes
Of course, I'll reach my destination... someday I suppose
Sort it out... Get distorted...
/God damn I love that song.
When I can't remember.... it irritates me.
Could be I can't remember. Could be I choose to not.
Let's move the song along, and try to find a plot.
There was a girl.
and I don't know her name either.
She gave me love, and I said I'd never leave her.
If I did. I'd come back some day and find her.
Maybe I will. I should write to her n' remind her.
One day. One day who knows?
SOME DAY
SOMEDAY I SUPPOSE
There was a verse, that I was gonna write
I haven't yet. There's still a chance I might...
An open book.
That I still want to close...
I'll find the time
Someday I suppose a place and time,
I wanna be inside the storyline
That's happy in the end.
Plans are made with promises so certainly uncertain
I can't wait to set things straight
Before they close the curtain
One day! One day who knows?
SOME DAY
SOMEDAY I SUPPOSE
The more I sort things out
The more it gets distorted
I sort of think I'm better off just leaving it unsorted
The more I try to change it's course
The more off course it goes
Of course, I'll reach my destination... someday I suppose
Sort it out... Get distorted...
/God damn I love that song.