Testo: Little Joy. Next Time Around.

One to many go's
the measure of your worth
sick of wait and go

Stand by the ivory cell
the further off you look
the further off you'll be

Its not enought to say that does
if nothing ventured, nothing learned
The one's that's set against, in time
I'll belong to you
its how its meant to be

Settle on your own
swepping dust from stone
with the letter "ohm"

Bear, bear the hours long
the simplest things invite a thrill
If just by noticing of will

Its not enought to say that does
if nothing ventured, nothing learned
Its how it's always been
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"Portuguese lyrics"
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In time
I'll belong to you
that's how its meant to be
Now let's only begin