Nhạc sĩ: Georges Garvarentz, Georges Garvarentz, Herbert Kretzmer, Herbert Kretzmer
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I know the signs, I read the warningsTo you, I'm only time to killDon't mean a thing to youYet still I cling to youLike meadow mist on winter morningsLike snow upon the highest hillThat's how I cling to youSomehow I cling to youIf I were wiser I would leave youPick up my broken pride and steal awayWhat is this game you play?You weave a chain to bind and bound meYet keep yourself one stepSo near, so far awayI tell myself you'll come to love meAs flowers come alive in the springYet still I cling to youAt times you want my adorationYou talk of love, of life rebornMy soul will take swing to youAnd so I cling to youAt times you mock my desperationMy eagerness, your love to scornDespite the things you doIn rage I cling to youIs it just pity or feelingThis grunt of comfort that you throw my way?How long can hope survive?How long must this despair continue?If you're so sure I'll never win youWhy keep my hope alive?You do not hear the song I sing youYou take the gift I bringYet still I sing to youStill I cling to youHow long must this despair continue?How long must this despair continue?How long must this despair continue?