I’m no angel, but please don’t think that I can’t cry,
I’m no angel, but does that mean that I won’t fly
I know I’m not perfect but I can smile
And I hope that you can see this heart behind my tired eyes
If you gave me a coin for every time we say goodbye
Well I’d be rich beyond my dreams, I’m sorry for my weary life
But I’m so lonely
I don’t even want to be with myself anymore
Will the arms of hope surround me?
Gregg Allman...دلم گرفته
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یه مدت بود مد شده بود کامنتهایی که برای همدیگه میزاشتن اینجوری بود :
" But I’m so lonely
I don’t even want to be with myself anymore
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ولی این دو خط دقیقآ حرفای این روزای منه
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