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COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
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Dave Rotheray
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PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Jon Kelly
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(Heaton/Rotheray)
I'm losing things
That's what old-fashioned love brings
Lost the key to the house
The feeling in my mouth
I'm losing things
I'm forgetting things
That's what old-fashioned love brings
Forgot the number of the street
The shoes on your feet
I'm forgetting things
'Cause I've a limited capacity in my brain
When my brain is filled with you
Like they've impaired the ability
I had to know just what was true
And it's a real Greek Tragedy I know
But so much of me don't care
I've forgotten every name in my life
But I still remember her
Well I've lost belief
But I've found if you turn that stone,
There's love underneath
And when I had belief
I spent all my time
Cleaning the grime from my holy teeth
I'm losing things
I'm losing things
And it's a real Greek Tragedy I know
But so much of me don't care
I've forgotten every name in my life
But I still remember her
Yes, I'm losing things
Yes, yes yes I'm losing things
And it's a real Greek Tragedy I know
But so much of me don't care
I've forgotten every name in my life
But I still remember her
That's why I'm losing things
I'm losing things
Writer(s): Dave Rotheray, Paul Heaton
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