20 de outubro de 2010


Sometimes I feel I've got to run away, I've got to get away from the pain you drive into the heart of me. The love we share seems to go nowhere, and I've lost my light, for I toss and turn I can't sleep at night. Once I ran to you (I ran), Now I'll run from you. This tainted love you've given... I give you all a boy could give you. Take my tears and that's not nearly all. Tainted love. Oh... Tainted love.

Now, I know I've got to run away, I've got to get away. You don't really want it any more from me to make things right. You need someone to hold you tight, and you'll think love is to pray. But I'm sorry, I don't pray that way!

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