Otros Ejercicios
One More Try 
Easy
de George Michael
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I've had enough of danger
And on the streets
I'm looking out for angels
Just to find peace
Now I think it's time
That you let me know
So if you love me
Say you me
But if you don't just let me go...
'Cause teacher
There are things
That I don't want to learn
And the last one I had
Made me cry
So I don't want to to
Hold you, touch you
Think that you're mine
Because it ain't no joy
For an uptown boy
Whose has told him goodbye
Goodbye, goodbye
When you were just a stranger
And I was at feet
I didn't the danger
Now I feel the heat
That look in eyes
Telling me no
So you think that you love me
that you need me
I wrote the song, I know it's wrong
Just let me go...
And teacher
There are things
That I don't want to learn
Oh the last one I had
Made me cry
So I don't want to learn to
Hold you, touch you
you're mine
Because it ain't no joy
For an uptown boy
Whose has told him goodbye
Goodbye, goodbye
So when you say you need me
That you'll never leave me
I know you're wrong, you're not strong
Let me go
And teacher
There are things
That I still to learn
But the one I have is my pride
(Oh) so I don't want to
Hold you, touch you
Think that you're mine
Because there ain't no joy
For an uptown boy
Who just isn't willing to try
I'm so cold
Inside
one more try...
And on the streets
I'm looking out for angels
Just to find peace
Now I think it's time
That you let me know
So if you love me
Say you me
But if you don't just let me go...
'Cause teacher
There are things
That I don't want to learn
And the last one I had
Made me cry
So I don't want to to
Hold you, touch you
Think that you're mine
Because it ain't no joy
For an uptown boy
Whose has told him goodbye
Goodbye, goodbye
When you were just a stranger
And I was at feet
I didn't the danger
Now I feel the heat
That look in eyes
Telling me no
So you think that you love me
that you need me
I wrote the song, I know it's wrong
Just let me go...
And teacher
There are things
That I don't want to learn
Oh the last one I had
Made me cry
So I don't want to learn to
Hold you, touch you
you're mine
Because it ain't no joy
For an uptown boy
Whose has told him goodbye
Goodbye, goodbye
So when you say you need me
That you'll never leave me
I know you're wrong, you're not strong
Let me go
And teacher
There are things
That I still to learn
But the one I have is my pride
(Oh) so I don't want to
Hold you, touch you
Think that you're mine
Because there ain't no joy
For an uptown boy
Who just isn't willing to try
I'm so cold
Inside
one more try...
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