There is no such thing as faith, and trust, and pixie dust....Jonatha Brooke - I'll Try I am not a child now. I can take care of myself. I mustn't let them down now- Mustn't let them see me cry. I'm fine. I'm fine. I'm to tired to listen. I'm too old to believe: All these childish stories. There is no such thing as faith, And trust, and pixie dust. I try, but its to hard to believe. I try, but I can't see what you see. I try. I try. I try. My whole world is changing, I don't know where to turn. I can't leave you waiting But I can´t stay and watch this city burn; Watch it burn. 'Cause I try, But its so hard to believe I try, but I can't see where you see. I try. I try. I try and try to understand, The distance in between: The love I feel, The things I fear, And every single dream. I can finally see it Now I have to believe All those precious stories All the world is made of faith And trust and pixie dust So I'll try, 'Cause I finally believe I'll try, 'Cause I see where you see I'll try. I will try. I'll try! I will try To fly. This is my really first time indirectly doing my own blog by HTML language and... well, i should say it's just 'copy and paste' but it's quite confusing when it doesn't go in the way i want, it's very tricky. Anyway, this is my only a begining! i have to learn a lot more. i'm such a low-tech person. For any visitors who wanna download the song, leave me your e-mail, หลังไมค์ or whatever contact that i am able to send the file ...cos i don't know how to put mp3s on the hosting website... Anyway, thanks for visiting ka~
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And so the blog will go on and on... She's on the dusty road alone Travelling, travelling, travelling alone She loves to laugh, she loves to live, and she loves to love She left her home and family To find the thing she couldn't see From the window in her house in the countryside This small town girl needs to fly To reach her dream in the sky Ai yai yai And so the story goes Di da didi dadi dadi dadi dadi da di And so the story goes Di da didi dadi dadi dadi dadi da di She came to town and went to stay And found a reason there to stay She saw the row of folks vanishing in the welfare lines And then she made her way back home Strolling, strolling, strolling alone She hated some, she needed some, and she loved some Chorus Bridge Chorus Di da didi dadi dadi dadi dadi da di
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