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Happy birthday to Tim Finn, I hope you have a wonderful day my love

Happy Birthday To My Love George Michael ♡

It's well past midnight as I lie
          In a semi-conscious state.
          I dream of people fighting me
          Without any reason I can see.
          
          In the morning I awake,
          My arms my legs my body aches,
          The sky outside is wet and grey
          So begins another weary day.
          
          After eating I go out,
          People passing by me shout.
          I can't stand this agony
          Why don't they talk to me?
          
          In the park I have to rest
          I lie down and I do my best,
          The rain is falling on my face
          I wish I could sink without a trace.

Happy Birthday To My Man John Taylor Of Duran Duran 

After the storm
          Had passed
          I wondered how long
          The break in the clouds would last
          I saw something in your eyes
          I'm sure
          Oh baby I saw it
          Something in your eyes
          I wanted it for myself
          I sit and I wait
          And I stare
          Still wishing for a divine intervention
          To lift me from my chair
          

Oh, to be free
          I do believe...
          
          I’m no good for anything
          I’m no help to anyone
          Full of self-pity
          
          I can’t go on
          Without your sympathy
          I might just go away with myself
          Like a trophy up on a shelf
          I’ve been forgotten

‘Guess I’m actually forgotten by those who claim to care’ 

Here am I alone again
          A quiet town where life begins
          Here am I just wondering
          Nightporters go
          Nightporters slip away
          I'll watch for a sign
          And if I should ever again cross your mind
          I'll sit in my room and wait until nightlife begins

Could I ever explain
          This feeling of love it just lingers on
          The fear in my heart that keeps telling me which way to turn

Because no one comes in the morning
          And no one comes in the evening time
          I'd sit and wait for the phone to ring
          I could be waiting my whole damn life
          
          So sick of the same old faces
          In this street where nobody talks to me
          And the funny side of the situation is
          I don't care