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