Lletres:
Donny Marie Osmond

I am the plague, I am the rot I am the bitterness. I am the war, I am the death, I am the crucifix. I am the sacrifice at the end, I am the fall

I'm leavin' it all up to you You decide what you're gonna do Now do you want my love Or are we through That's why I'm leaving it up to you You decide

I don?t read the paper, I don?t watch the news I can look out the window and the sky is still blue We?re running on empty, but the glass is half full

Norman Rockwell hangs on the wall of this waiting room Everybody sittin? ?round Waiting for any kind of news Stay awake reading year old magazines Staring

The sun is shining but not on me Another lonely day What's the use in making plans Nothing's gonna go my way But there's a voice down deep inside me

Make the world go away And get it off my shoulders Say the things you used to say And make the world go away Do you remember when you loved me Before

You see a scar I see an little girl about 5 years old on monkey bars Who lost her grip and slipped right through her mamas arms and the makeup still

There were twenty-three sharing one cot Living in a two bedroom apartment Wasn?t much but just enough Two crazy kids just getting started He worked at