What I just
to do,
Is of no concern to you,
And your friends.
Where I lay my hand,
May not be my home.
But I will last,
On my own.
‘Cause it’s me,
And my life.
It’s my life. (2x)
Whole the world too sad.
In the palm of my hand,
Not that you see.
And I’m tired and bored,
Of waiting for you,
And all those things,
You never do.
‘Cause it’s me,
And my life.
It’s my life. (2x)
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