Why Does it Hurt (Loft)

 

Well, I could tell just from your face

You’re here with me, but in another place

Well I knew I had to take control

And something in my heart was tearing at me soul, my soul…yeah.

 

And why does it hurt to say goodbye?

And why does it hurt ‘cause you don’t try?

Yeah, and why should I care that you don’t cry?

And why does it hurt to say goodbye, goodbye…yeah?

 

Well, you turned and walked right out that door.

And left me helpless on the floor

Well, I can see everywhere you’ve been

Yeah, I can see everyone you’ve seen, you’ve seen…yeah.

 

And why does it hurt to say goodbye?

And why does it hurt ‘cause you don’t try?

Yeah, and why should I care that you don’t cry?

And why does it hurt to say goodbye, goodbye…yeah?

 

Why does it hurt to say goodbye?

And why does it hurt ‘cause you don’t try?

Yeah, and why should I care that you don’t cry?

And why does it hurt to say goodbye, goodbye…yeah?

 

Wonder Boy (Spink)

 

His lover says he’s ill in bed,

If you’re quiet you’ll hear him sighing.

Wonder boy what makes your world go round?

His bedroom door is shut once more

She don’t understand but she’s trying

Wonder boy what happened to the clown?

Where’s the fun, where have the dreams all gone?

Sometimes she thinks he’s dying.

Helpless like a bird tied to the ground.

 

But when it’s late at night, he’ll close his eyes tight

And sometimes she thinks he’s…..

 

Flying…..twisting, swooping spinning all around, she thinks he’s

Flying…..a bird set free to look above the town.

 

A long time ago they kissed so slow

That angles danced inside him.

Wonder boy what makes your world go round?

The other side of the door there’s spaghetti on the floor

She don’t understand why he’s hiding.

Wonder boy what happened to the clown?

You don’t talk of fun, or where the dreams have gone

If you’re not talking you’re not lying.

But I’m the bird you’re tying to the ground.

 

And when it’s late at night, he’ll close his eyes tight

And sometimes she thinks he’s…..

 

Flying…..twisting, swooping spinning all around, she thinks he’s

Flying…..a bird set free to look above the town, she thinks he’s

Flying…..she thinks he’s

Flying…..she thinks he’s

Flying…..she thinks he’s

Flying…..Wonder boy, where’d it all go wrong?

 

 

 

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