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