Duffy
Warwick Avenue
When I get to Warwick Avenue
Meet me by the entrance of the tube
We can talk things over a little time
Promise me you won’t stand by the light
When I get to Warwick Avenue
Please draw the past and be true
Don’t think we’re okay just because I’m here
You hurt me bad, but I won’t shed a tear
I’m leaving you for the last time, baby
You think you’re loving but you don’t love me
I’ve been confused, outta my mind lately
You think you’re loving but I want to be free
Baby you’ve hurt me
When I get to Warwick Avenue
We’ll spend an hour but no more than two
Our only chance to speak once more
I showed you the answers now here’s the door
When I get to Warwick Avenue
I’ll tell you baby that we’re through
I’m leaving you for the last time, baby
You think you’re loving but you don’t love me
I’ve been confused, outta my mind lately
All the days spent together
I wish for better
And I didn’t want the train to come
Now it’s departed, I’m broken hearted
Seems like we never started
All those days spent together
When I wished for better
And I didn’t want the train to come
No, no
You think you’re loving
But you don’t love me
I want to be free
Baby you’ve hurt me
You don’t love me
I want to be free
Baby you’ve hurt me
You think you’re loving but you don’t love me
I want to be free
Baby you’ve hurt me
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Hemos de vivir en un mundo sustentado por unas cuantas palabras y, si las destruimos, tendremos que sustituirlas por otras. Ellas son los verdaderos atlas del mundo; si una de ellas nos falta antes de tiempo, nuestro universo se arruina. Juan de Mairena, Antonio Machado.
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