Nothing I can do
There is nothing I can doI've cried, lied, and sighed all over you
The decision is yours to make
I will try to be patient for your sake
Nothing I can do
There is nothing I can doIliketoflyaway commented on Nothing I can do
08-17-2012
08/18/2012
In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.
Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.
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