Tuesday, August 12, 2008

now I stand here waiting...

How does it feel to treat me like you do?
When you've laid your hands upon me
And told me who you are
I thought I was mistaken
I thought I heard your words
Tell me, how do I feel
Tell me now, How do I feel

(...)

And I still find it so hard
To say what I need to say
But I'm quite sure that you'll tell me
Just how I should feel today

(...)

I stand here waiting...

I thought I told you to leave me
While I walked down to the beach
Tell me how does it feel
When your heart grows cold



New Order, "Blue Monday"

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