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_ sexta-feira, maio 14, 2004 _


It's Not Up To You

I wake up
And the day feels Broken
I tilt my head
I'm trying to get an angle
'Cause the evening
I've always longed for
It could still happen

How do I master
The perfect day
Six glasses of water
Seven phonecalls

If you leave it alone
It might just happen
Anyway

It's not up to you
Oh it never really was
It's not up to you
Oh it never really was
It's not up to you

If you wake up
And the day feels broken
Just lean into the crack
And it will tremble
Ever so nicely
Notice how it sparkles
Down there

I can decide
What I give
But it's not up to me
What I get given
Unthinkable surprises
About to happen
But what they are

It's not up to you
Well it never really was
It's not up to you
Oh it never really was
It's not up to you
It's not up to you

There's too much
Clinging
To peak
There's too much
Pressure
 João | 17:12 |