The Way It Is

I watch the big hand of the clockI need no drink to forgetwhat I´ve never seen and I never thoughtand all the people I metcan´t catch the cockroach on my deskand i can´t reach you.that´s the way, the way it isI think it over how it wasbaby, you in my armsI felt your fingers touch my facenothing could do me no harmnow you go your wayand I´ll go minethat´s the way, the way it isall you gave was your adressI was in need of your heartyou said you were sorry when you leftand I believed in younow time will tellwhat´s right or wrongthat´s the way, the way it is

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