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Not A Symphony
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Words & Music by Robert Z. Milla
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First you tried to capture me
Then you said you want to be free First you spoke of love and faith Then you said ‘Let’s go our separate ways’ So leave me and go your way Believe me I know you’ll pray To get me back one day You’ll see that I won’t die You’ll never see me cry No, I’ll survive And I’ll tell you why A traitor is not a friend And a pebble is not a diamond And a desert is not the place to plant a rose A pond is not a sea And a noise is not a symphony But my heart is full of tunes And wants to compose I will go on Avoiding all the memories till they are gone And I’ll get out of my head All the ‘I love you’s’ that you always said Though it’s not easy I’ll find The strength to leave you behind And banish you from my mind Don’t think that you broke my heart No, I am strong and I’ll start A new life in which you’ll play no part ‘Cos a traitor is not a friend And a pebble is not a diamond And a desert is not the place to plant a rose A pond is not a sea And a noise is not a symphony But my heart is full of tunes And wants to compose Compose... Compose... Your heart isn’t ripe enough And knows nothing about love So I let you go It doesn’t hurt anymore ‘Cos I know A spark is not a fire And one single voice is not a choir But my heart is full of dreams And wants to sing But it can’t A traitor is not a friend And a pebble is not a diamond And a desert is not the place to plant a rose A pond is not a sea And a noise is not a symphony But my heart is full of tunes And wants to compose Compose... Compose... Mmh... Good-bye, my friend Mmh... Believe me, this is the end |
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