Lately
Lately, I have had the strangest feeling
With no vivid reason here to find
Yet the thought of losing you´s been hanging
´round my mind
Far more frequently you´re wearing perfume
With you say no special place to go
But when I ask will you be coming back soon
You don´t know, never know
Well, I´m a man of many wishes
Hope my premonition misses
But what I really feel my eyes won´t let me hide
‘Cause they always start to cry
‘Cause this time could mean goodbye
Lately I´ve been staring in the mirror
Very slowly picking me apart
Trying to tell myself I have no reason
With your heart
Just the other night while you were sleeping
I vaguely heard you whisper someone´s name
But when I ask you of the thoughts your keeping
You just say nothing´s changed
Well, I´m a man of many wishes
I hope my premonition misses
But what I really feel my eyes won´t let me hide
‘Cause they always start to cry
‘Cause this time could mean goodbye, goodbye
Oh, I´m a man of many wishes
I hope my premonition misses
But what I really feel my eyes won´t let me hide
‘Cause they always start to cry
‘Cause this time could mean goodbye
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