Michael De Jong – A Private Interlude

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Wel my name it is foreign
My manners are strange.
I’m a child of the streets
Yeah at times I lost my way.
I tried to fit in…
I tried to run away
From who you think I am.

I prayed for forgiveness
I’ve prayed for revenge.
And my knees got the scars
From the pryers of the damned.
Now I don’t ask the Lord
For too much anymore.
Just for the day
I could see you once more.

I’m a man without a country
A man without a home.
And I was cursed as a child
To walk this world alone.
I feel the fear of every sunset
The hope in every dawn.
I get my courage
When that woman whispers to me
… You carry on.

I once had this dream
We were dancing so slow.
To a song about losing
What one love the most
I don’t undertand
Why those words made you cry.
Honey did it get too close
To what you’re trying to hide.

Oh my dear lady
Now why can’t you see.
The only thing I want
It’s your company.
Your sholder to lean on
When it all gets too rough.
And the sound of your laughter
Inside my empty house.

This world is turning faster
But I’m moving slow…
And there’s times that it feels
I ain’t moving at all…
I don’t really care
What passes me by…
It’s just me and my guitar tonight,
With her on my mind.

Sometimes dear Lord
How I wish I could fly.
Ain’t no place to go
Don’t think I ain’t tried.
Once I even thought
About taking my life.
But heaven was too full…
And hell has its price.

Yeah, my name it is foreign
My manners are strange.
The things I’ve believed in
This world’s stripped away.
I ain’t complaining
There’s worse off than me.
Honey I believe in you
Do you believe in me.
I still believe in you
Do you still believe in me.
I still believe in you
Do you still believe in me.
I believe in you…
I’ll always believe in you…
I’ll always believe in you.

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