Besedila: Bee Gees. Tales From The Brothers Gibb (Cd 3). Tragedy.

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Here I lie,
in a lost and lonely part of town,
Held in time,
in a world of tears I slowly drown.
Going home,
I just can't make it all alone.
I really should be holding you, holding you,
loving you loving you.

Tragedy.
When the feeling's gone and you can't go on
it's tragedy.
When the morning cries and you don't know why
it's hard to bear.
With no-one to love you
you're going nowhere.

Tragedy.
When you lose control and you got no soul
it's tragedy.
When the morning cries and you don't know why
it's hard to bear.
With no-one beside you
you're going nowhere.

Night and day,
there's a burning down inside of me.
Oh. Burning love,
with a yearning that won't let me be.
Down I go,
and I just can't take it all alone.
I really should be holding you, holding you,
loving you, loving

Tragedy.
When the feeling's gone and you can't go on
it's tragedy.
When the morning cries and you don't know why
it's hard to bear.
With no-one to love you
you're going nowhere.

Tragedy.
When you lose control and you got no soul
it's tragedy.
When the morning cries and you don't know why
it's hard to bear.
With no-one beside you
you're going nowhere.

Ah

Tragedy
When the feeling's gone and you can't go on
it's tragedy.
When the morning cries and you don't know why
it's hard to bear.
With no-one to love you
you're going nowhere.

Tragedy.
When you lose control and you got no soul
it's tragedy.
When the morning cries and your heart just dies
it's hard to bear.
With no-one beside you
you're going nowhere.

Ah

Tragedy...