Tell me

Text: Hippie '88-'90
Musik: Hippie '91

Another time it's Chrismas and I think of you
A secret deep affection though you hardly know
I saw you with a boy I'm sure you love him true
I must not spoil your life so I will let you go

So often I made up my mind to speak to you
But when you're near my heart stands still 'n' I'm lost in fear
I couldn't stand the pain being told the truth by you
But now these times are gone 'n' it's what I want to hear

Time has come for disillusion
Tell me that I waste my time on you
Free my heart only you can heal me
Why don't you tell me that I waste my time on you

Not even years can push her out of my mind
Cos every time we meet she infects me again

Your face your style your smile the lady of my dreams
Nobody ever ruled my mind as strong as you
You make me ill you slowly kill you're cruel it seems
Girl please make an end tell me I can't have you

Time has come for disillusion
Tell me that I waste my time on you
Free my heart only you can heal me
Why don't you tell me that I waste my time on you

Time has come for disillusion
Tell me that I waste my time on you
Free my heart only you can heal me
Why don't you tell me that I waste my time on you



Letzte Änderung am 4. August 2000.
Hippie