words-music Bert Smeets
ORIGINAL YOU
God where are the summers I once knew
all those magic dreams, allude
everyone knows the tragic, simple truth
time is a friction
between now and soon
Someone turn on the heat so cool
I was trying to fit in
original you
crying to give in
original me
wondering where I will be
a maelstrom all around me
Well I’m not like you, know this is true
have my own river I’m going through
you say ‘showing feelings doesn’t make sense’!
so this is the way you treat a friend
Don’t turn on the heat you fool
I was trying to fit in, original you
crying to give in, original me
wondering where I will be
a maelstrom all around me
turn on the heat, it’s cool
I was trying to fit in
original you
crying to give in
original me
wondering where I will be