Tracy Chapman – I Used To Be A Sailor scritto da admin 18 Gennaio 2016 6 a.m alarm goes off I reach for you no longer lie but don’t feel quite as lost Everyday, I drive my truck a little farther into work before your memory catchs up. The radio on, I’m not afraid I can listen to most any song the DJ wants to play Slow but sure, I’m coming around No I’m not looking back I’m moving on now but I won’t go so far as to say that I’m fine too much of what I felt for you remains. I’d like to believe in the healing hands of time but the truth is I really can’t say if I’m getting better or just used to the pain. End of the day head back home have a bite to eat then sit down in the living room alone. Easy chair, watch tv. Half way through the news I’m soundly sleeping but I won’t go so far to say that I’m fine too much of what I felt for you remains. I’d like to believe in the healing hands of time but the truth is I really can’t say if I’m getting better or just used to the pain. No I won’t go so far as to say that I’m fine too much of what I felt for you remains. I’d like to believe in the healing hands of time but the truth is I really can’t say if I’m getting better or just used to the pain. If I’m getting better or just used to the pain.