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ALL GOOD THINGS (COME TO AN END) - NELLY FURTADO


http://mx.youtube.com/watch?v=7iWGlJhfRCA
Honestly what will become of me
Don't like reality
It's way too clear to me, but
Really
Life is daily
We are what we don't see
Missed everything day-dreaming

Flames to dust
Lovers to friends
Why do all good things come to an end?
Flames to dust
Lovers to friends
Why do all good things come to an end?
Come to an end
Come to an...
Why do all good thing come to an end?
Come to an end
Come to an..
Why do all things come to an end?

Travelling, I
Only stop at exits
Wondering if I'll stay
Young and restless
Living this way, I stress less
I want to
Pull away when the dream dies
The pain sets in and I don't cry
I only feel gravity and I wonder why.

Flames to dust
Lovers to friends
Why do all good things come to an end?
Flames to dust
Lovers to friends
Why do all good things come to an end?
Come to an end
Come to an..

Why do all good things come to end?
Come to an end
Come to an end
Come to an..
why do all things come to an end..

Well the dogs were whistling a new tune
Barking at the new moon
Hoping it would come soon
So that they could -
Dogs were whistling a new tune
Barking at the new moon
Hoping it would come soon
So that they could
Die...

flames to dust
Lovers to friends
Why do all good things come to an end
Flames to dust
Lovers to friends
Why do all good things come to an end
Come to an end
Why do all good things come to end?
Come to an end
Come to an end
Come to an..
Why do all good thing come to an end?
Come to an end
Come to an..
Why do all things come to an end?

Well the dogs were
Barking at the new moon
Whistling a new tune
Hoping it would come soon
And the sun was
Wondering if it should
Stay away for a day,
'Til the feeling went away
And the sky was falling
And the clouds were
Dropping and the rain forgot how
To bring salvation
The dogs were barking at the new moon
Whistling a new tune
Hoping it would come soon so
That they could die.