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"Sometimes"
Words and Music by Hair Knight
Appears on Troubled Children

Sometimes I feel like I've got something special
Something you can't hold in your hand
Something that everyone knows about
But no-one in the world understands.
No-one in the world understands.
Sometimes I think that I am someone special.
Someone who knows what it takes.
Someone you might be happy to know.
Maybe I just made a mistake.
Now I know I've made a mistake.

Sometimes you're happy, sometimes you're not.
Sometimes you're just happy you've got what you've got.
Sometimes your blind and sometimes you can see.
But that's all right by me.

Sometimes I have to stop and think to myself
Of all the events in my life.
I wish that I had more good memories
But all I can remember is strife.
Why can I remember just strife?
Sometimes I think about what I've written.
How can it be so sad?
I have so many good memories.
They far outweigh the bad.
All the good times that I've had.

Sometimes you're happy, sometimes you're not.
Sometimes you're just happy you've got what you've got.
Sometimes your blind and sometimes you can see.
But that's all right by me.

(Bizarre Organ Solo)

Sometimes I know that I've got something special.
Something that shines above all.
Sometimes I feel it so deep that it
Breaks down every wall.
I'm so tired of that wall.
Sometimes I feel like such a victim.
That happens once in a while.
I could blame it on someone else.
But you know that's not my style.
Martyrdom is not my style.

Sometimes you're happy, sometimes you're not.
Sometimes you're just happy you've got what you've got.
Sometimes your blind and sometimes you can see.
But that's all right by me.

© 1989 Just A Song

 

 

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