On The Balcony Of The Casa Rosada / Don’t Cry For Me, Argentina – The Carpenters
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It won’t be easy, you’ll think it strange When I try to explain how I feel That I still need your love after all that I’ve done You won’t believe me All you will see is a girl you once knew Although she’s dressed up to the nines At sixes and sevens with you
I had to let it happen; I had to change Couldn’t stay all my life down at heel Looking out of the window, staying out of the sun So I chose freedom Running around trying everything new But nothing impressed me at all I never expected it to
Don’t cry for me, Argentina The truth is I never left you All through my wild days My mad existence I kept my promise
Don’t keep your distance
And as for fortune, and as for fame I never invited them in Though it seemed to the world they were all I desired They are illusions They’re not the solutions they promised to be The answer was here all the time I love you and hope you love me
Don’t cry for me, Argentina
Don’t cry for me, Argentina The truth is I never left you All through my wild days My mad existence I kept my promise Don’t keep your distance
Have I said too much? There’s nothing more I can think of to say to you But all you have to do is look at me to know That every word is true He will bring us goodness and light’