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(Harrison)
Время звучания 2:29
Альбом Revolver (1966)
I want to tell you
My head is filled with things to say.
When you're here
All those words they seem to slip away.
When I get near you
The games begin to drag me down.
It's alright,
I'll make you maybe next time around.
But if I seem to act unkind,
It's only me, it's not my mind,
That is confusing things.
I want to tell you
I feel hung up
And I don't know why.
I don't mind,
I could wait forever,
I've got time.
Sometimes I wish
I knew you well
And I could speak my mind and tell you,
Maybe you'd understand.
I want to tell you
I feel hung up
And I don't know why.
I don't mind,
I could wait forever,
I've got time.
I've got time.
I've got time.
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