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DIETER SCHAAF lyrics : "Ophelia"

Weep if you can now, can I get some
Help from an outstretched hand?
There's a little bit too much romance in everyday life but I do what I can

Next I go on to, things in my room
White on the walls, but it's messy what do I do?
Pictures I've taken, only one though, hey Ophelia how do you not show?

Forest of Birch Trees, and these posters
They remind me, of my holsters
Right behind me, I can bolster

All this rhyming, but I'm a poser
Make me an individual, a feeling I've known I've felt before, yeah


I'm not obsessed with myself, no I love you
People closer to me know I really do
What I talk about, in my music

Cuz most people with a voice abuse it
I'd like to make some art and make you dance
Factor some of my songs into your plans

This makes me, so, so, this makes me so happy

I'm not seeking a hand out, but could I get some

Help from your outstretched hand?
I've been far too removed from this damn university as an estranged man
In my fifth year, I am harder, so in my sixth year I will be smarter

I'm here, I can't predict where
I fear, of when I get there
Where you can't see me, but you can hear me

When I was nothing, and you came near me
And this is something, I have to deal with
While I am conscious, of making all this

Still I get down with the times that I'm given,
All smiles, no frowns, with the life that I'm living


I'm not obsessed with myself, no I love you
People closer to me know I really do
What I talk about, in my music

Cuz most people with a voice abuse it
I'd like to make some art and make you dance
Factor some of my songs into your plans

This makes me, so, so, this makes me so happy

All the stars in the sky, they say hi, they say hi, they say hi oh baby

And they still wonder why, why we don't, why we don't, why we don't, why we don't try
All the stars in the sky, they say hi, they say hi, they say hi oh baby
And they still wonder why, why I don't, why I don't, why I don't, why I don't try

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