Ive tried and tried to run and hide To find a life thats new But where Id go, I always know I cant escape from you A jug of wine to numb my mind But what good does it do? The jug runs dry and still I cry I cant escape from you These wasted tears are souvenirs Of a love I thought was true Your memory is chained to me I cant escape from you There is no end, I cant pretend That dreams will soon come true A slave too long to a heart of stone I cant escape from you
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