Don’t know where you’re laying Just know it’s not with me Don’t know what I’d tell you if I Passed you on the street
I don't want your sympathy But you don't know what you do to me Oh, Anna! Every time i see your face There's only so much I can take Oh, Anna!
Don’t know how you taste when There’s smoke in your perfume So chew me up and spit me out Nothing left to lose
I don't want your sympathy But you don't know what you do to me Oh, Anna! Every time i see your face There's only so much I can take Oh, Anna!
I don't want your sympathy But you don't know what you do to me Oh, Anna! Every time i see your face There's only so much I can take Oh, Anna!
Hope you never hear this And know that it’s for you I don’t know what I’d tell you if you Asked me for the truth
I don't want your sympathy But you'll never know what you do to me Oh, Anna! Every time i see your face There's only so much I can take Oh, Anna!
[From George Michael's 'Faith"]** Well I guess it would be nice If I could touch your body If I could touch your body If I could touch your body If I could touch your body
I don't want your sympathy But you'll never know what you do to me Oh, Anna! Every time i see your face There's only so much I can take Oh, Anna!
**Na koncertach Harry w tym momencie śpiewa fragment utworu George'a Michael'aTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
