Wednesday, 29 April 2009

sympathy

And when you climb, into your bed tonight.
And when you lock and bolt the door.
Just think of those, out in the cold and dark,
`cause there's not enough love to go `round.
And sympathy is what we need my friend,
and sympathy is what we need.
And sympathy is what we need my friend,
`cause there's not enough love to go `round,
`cause there's not enough love to go `round.

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