<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=101343" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Matter Of Time</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">He lays alone cries on his own<br>For horizons hell never reach<br>And all of those dreams are washed on the beach.<br>Shes drowing in oceans of shackled emotions<br>Going round and around in her head<br>While out on the streets people forget<br>That its love you want<br>Love you want<br>Love you want.<br>She speaks of hoping he speacks of fighting<br>And tells her that they will come through<br>cause he wants to feel the shock of the new<br>People that hurt you and they burn you<br>With acid the falls that falls from the sky<br>While out of the silence your voice says why ? <br>If its love you want<br>Love you want<br>Love you want<br>Its a matter of time a matter of time<br>But youre asking why oh life makes you cry? <br>Turn moss into roses and blood into wine.<br>Its a matter of time a matter of time<br>But all of your past still plays on your mind<br>And maybe tomorrow youll live by design<br>Its a matter of time.<br>This isnt giving this isnt living<br>Oh just days that pull you apart<br>And tears turn to rust that fall on steel hearts<br>So swallow youe maybes and cradle your babies<br>Tell them that they will come through<br>Their gonna feel the shock of the new<br>And if its love you want<br>Love you want<br>Love you want<br>Its a matter of time a matter of time<br>But youre asking why oh life makes you cry? <br>Turn moss into roses and blood into wine.<br>Its a matter of time a matter of time<br>But all of your past still plays on your mind<br>And maybe tomorrow youll live by design<br>Its a matter of time.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />song performed by by Spandau Ballet - <i><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/" target=_blank></a></i><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=101343" data-title="A Matter Of Time" data-description="He lays alone cries on his own For horizons hell never reach And all of those dreams are washed on the beach. Shes drowing in oceans of shackled emotions Going round and around in her head While out on the streets people forget That its love you w..."></div> </div> </div>

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