One of those days again I'm writing too slow to let my thoughts get in this piece of paper I wanna fill All the songs have been written some time ago And they're not mine I love them still
And I'm still listening to them, trying to understand what they mean to me They figured it out while I'm trying to find out what they mean to me
One day I'm gonna write a song they have to understand They're gonna like it - like I like all of theirs But it will take some time to find out - what I'm gonna write about
And I'm still...
If I don't understand it right You won't understand mine Get out, start your own Show me what you mean...
