One of us is crying
One of us is lying
In her lonely bed
Staring at the  ceiling
Wishing she was somewhere else instead
One of us is lonely
One  of us is only
Waiting for a call
Sorry for herself, feeling stupid feeling  small
Wishing she had never left at all
Never left at all
...
You're never with me
You're never near me
What time is it?
What  time?
Who's time is this?
Give yourself a chance to breath
I'll give  you the room you need
You're never here
You're never near here
What day  is this?
What day?
Who's day is this?
Put me in your supermarket  list
I'm here, I'm real, It's true, I do exist
Today you may feel a little  sleepy
Maybe the morning is too soon
I guess I'll have to borrow
One of  your sunny afternoons
But afternoons they never come
There's nothing left  for me to borrow
I guess I'll try again tomorrow
I guess I'll try again  tomorrow
I guess I'll try again tomorrow
I guess I'll try again  tomorrow
You're wasting me
You're breaking, you're wasting me
Can this  be love?
Is this?
Who's love is this?
What is wrong with you I don't  know
No place in you for me
And me, I need you so
And if you want to be  by yourself
No one disturbing, that's alright
I guess I'll have to  borrow
A little of yourself tonight
But tonight it never comes
There's  nothing left for me to borrow
I guess I'll try again tomorrow
I guess I'll  try again tomorrow
I guess I'll try again tomorrow
I guess I'll try again  tomorrow
It may seem a little hollow
But I'll try again  tomorrow
There's nothing left for me to borrow
I guess I'll try again  tomorrow
Indeed...
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Até acontecer, o Amor é a coisa mais difícil de se encontrar.
Depois de encontrado o Amor pode ser o mais complicado que nos aconteceu.
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