Curiosity
Definite, Peut étre, laissez faire, raison d'être
Curiosity started getting the better of me
You were there in everything I see
I need reciprocity
Temporary memory is a reminder of what you meant to me
Oh, The future it can be a thief you see. We need generosity
Definite, Peut étre, laissez faire, raison d'être
Free is what we all aspire to be
But the walls surround the note you wrote
And sent to me the paper fades like memories.
Yes, we know each other very well.
It's never been so hard to tell my heart it aches at my mistakes
The more you give the less I take
Curiosity is what's Killing Me
Definite, Peut étre, laissez faire, raison d'être
Just figuring it out. Understanding there will always be doubts
Going round and round I have been lost and found.
As fine as I can be It's making quite a big difference to me
Even with their blame I am still the same
Free is what we all aspire to be
But the walls surround the note you wrote
And sent to me the paper fades like memories.
Sure we've been sailing towards a storm but I feel better dazed,
Yet slightly torn on days I wished I'd not been
Born only time will tell the breaktime of that spell
Curiosity started getting the better of me
You were there in everything I see
I need reciprocity
Temporary memory is a reminder of what you meant to me
Oh, The future it can be a thief you see. We need generosity
Definite, Peut étre, laissez faire, raison d'être
Free is what we all aspire to be
But the walls surround the note you wrote
And sent to me the paper fades like memories.
Yes, we know each other very well.
It's never been so hard to tell my heart it aches at my mistakes
The more you give the less I take
Curiosity is what's Killing Me
Definite, Peut étre, laissez faire, raison d'être
Just figuring it out. Understanding there will always be doubts
Going round and round I have been lost and found.
As fine as I can be It's making quite a big difference to me
Even with their blame I am still the same
Free is what we all aspire to be
But the walls surround the note you wrote
And sent to me the paper fades like memories.
Sure we've been sailing towards a storm but I feel better dazed,
Yet slightly torn on days I wished I'd not been
Born only time will tell the breaktime of that spell
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Writer(s): Timothy Allan Burgess
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