Текст песни S.O.S. - Borrowed Love
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What could make me think that I could live on borrowed love?Now I see that I could never live on borrowed love.It`s three-o-one in the morninganother sleepless nightI feel your presence with me and it doesn`t feel right.And then it starts flowing through mefrom my feet right to my headThen I scream calling out your nameI want you back in my bedmy bed.What could make me thinkthat I could live on borrowed love ? . . .Like a drummer always beating the insides of my soulHidden feelings always seekingThe touch they knew ss well in the places that matter.What could make me thinkthat I could live on borrowed love? . . .I can`t eatI canY sleepthinking about who you`re with.Are you happy making me crazyyou were the best I ever had.What could make me thinkthat I could live on borrowed love? . . .The pain of too much pleasure is all so clear to meAfter you go nothing but ache toFill my emptinessemptinessemptiness.What could make me thinkthat I could live on borrowed love? . . .What could make me thinkthat I could live on borrowed love? . . .What could make me thinkthat I could live on borrowed love? . . .