G Rocke - Who's next

The sun goes down, and I'll be running round, I'll be running round
The sun comes up, and I'll be falling down
I'll be falling down
I try to speak, but I can't make a sound
Nothing that I do, could ever make me proud
Someone should've taught me how to pray
I've been dreaming every night and every day
Every day and every night, I gotta win the fight
My money's on the line, I'll go until it's right
I got so much to say, I got so much to say
I got so much to say, but nobody to listen
Just hold your composition, few more years and you'll forget the competition
03 child, will I ever fit descriptions (fit descriptions)
The sun goes down, and I'll be running round, I'll be running round
The sun comes up, and I'll be falling down
I'll be falling down

Written by:
George Robertson

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