keeps it bundledup &neverlets itSHOW.
sheCAN'Ttake muchmoreof this -- but she can't let it go.
That's okay. She don't want the world.
All the things she says, while he's just
lying there withoutsomeoneto hear herCRY,
she slipsoff into a dream about a place
to hide... and that's ok. She don't want the world.
This l o v e she feels--
everything she's ever known,
or ever thought was real--
or ever thought was real--
seems like it's been thrown away.
Now how's she gonna live?
It's okay; she don't want the world.
thoseWORDSheneverspoke
haunt her life,thememoriesof all
the timesbefore: she tried to show
him love while he would only ask
for more. But it's ok, she don't want the world.
Softly in her sleep...
pictures of the life she's longing for slowly appear.
She's seen them all before, but somehow never quite this clear...
And she just smiles;
she don't want the world.
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