Texty

I'm a fool now that it's over Can you guess my name? I make my money singing songs about you It's my claim to fame When they say it's over It's not all over, there's still the pain And I'd come running I'd come running back to you again Oh, I'd come running I'd come running back to you again If I said I was sorry Would you still leave me? I never thought you'd go 'Til you did, believe me When they say it's over It's not all over completely 'Cause I'd come running I'd come running back to you again Yes, I'd come running I'd come running back to you again I miss that girl The show is over And we must all go home Just leave me by myself I'll be alright here on my own If it's all over, it's all over And I'm all alone And I'd come running I'd come running back to you again Don't you know I'd come running? I'd come running back to you again Lord Oh, my-my-my-my-my-my-my-my-my My-my-my, my-my Oh, tra-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la Lord, oh, na-na-na-na-na-na-na, now
Writer(s): Philip Parris Lynott Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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