1. I know I’m not a saint
And maybe come too late
With my excuse
I have been often wrong
But if you write a song
I’ll be your muse
Chorus:
And we may break
The saucers!
But it’s just a kind
Of resources
To make us not forget
The things we have been through
And I can find the forces
To mend all broken saucers
Cause no one ever cared
For me the way you do
2. And though it may look strange
We’re never gonna change
The way we are
( it’s the way we are)
I know some words can hurt
(they really hurt)
But we still let the words
Bring us too far
Chorus - repeat
And we may break
The saucers!
But it’s just a kind
Of resources
To make us not forget
The things we have been through
And I can find the forces
To mend all broken saucers
Cause no one ever cared
For me the way you do
Broken saucers*a song*
© Copyright: Новикова Наталья, 2004
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