Wrapped Around Your Finger
Paroles de Tim RICE - Musique de Michel BERGER
I've been on course since seventeen
It's who you know and where you've been
Until it's you they want to know
I learned the rule ther are no rules
Exept that gentlemen are fools
I order principles to go
There is no secret to success
As long as others want it less
It is no substance it is style
Ther is no deal that can't be done
Retaliation can be fun
I never walk that extra mile
I have acquired the winner's touch
Of seeming happy with so much
I can be honest if required
I have succeeded and that's all
I've been on course since seventeen
It's who you know and where you've been
Until it's you they want to know
I learned the rule ther are no rules
Exept that gentlemen are fools
I order principles to go
There is no secret to success
As long as others want it less
It is no substance it is style
Ther is no deal that can't be done
Retaliation can be fun
I never walk that extra mile
I have acquired the winner's touch
Of seeming happy with so much
I can be honest if required
I have succeeded and that's all
Distance
The sky has lost it's color
The sun has turned to grey
At least that's how it feels to me
Whenever you're away
I crawl up in the corner
As I watch the minutes pass
Each one brings me closer to
The time when you'll be back
You're coming back
I can't take the distance
I can't take the miles
I can't take the time
Until the next time I see you smile
I can't take the distance
And I'm not ashamed
That I can't take a breath without saying your name
I can brave a hurricane
And still be standing tall when all the dust has settled down
But I can't take the distance
I still believe in feelings
But sometimes I feel too much
I make believe you're close to me
But it ain't close enough
Not nearly close enough