[ another love - tom odell (instrumental) ]
and i was sitting there.
in my secret place.
like a princess,
with a crying face.
and my national hymn said,
that i should wait.
but my tender, sweet heart cannot wait.
there were books,
films,
stories,
pictures
of love.
and i was dreaming about it, too.
crying and saying, writing all of this shit to you.
i've been dreaming and changing,
loving and waiting.
i've been looking and looking
looking for you.
and i am so sick of all these stories,
all of this fiction in book,
all of this life-ignorance.
and i am sick of all of these promises,
that the boys make for girls.
when there are thousands of kilometers.
and my heart is ill,
it's injured
and it's dying.
and i am so tired of reading about you, love,
so tired of seeking for your hug.
i just really wanted to be loved.
i did not wanted to want you like a drug.
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