going back to the corner where i first saw you.
gonna' camp in my sleeping bag, i'm not gonna move.
got some words on the cardboard, got your picture in my hand,
saying : "if you see this girl, can you tell her where I am?".
some tries to hand me money, they don't understand.
I'm not broke, I'm just a broken-hearted man.
I know it makes no sense but what else can I do?
How can I move on when I'm still in love with you?
'cause if one day you wake up and find that you're missing me,
and your heart starts to wonder where on this earth i could be,
thinking maybe you come back here to the place where we'd meet,
and you see me waiting for you on the corner of the streets,
so, i'm not moving, i'm not moving.
policeman says: "son, you can't stay here"
i say: "someone i'm waiting for, if it's a day, a month, a year".
gotta stand my ground, even if it rains or snows.
if she changes her mind, this is the first place she will go.
they will talk about the guy, who's waiting on a girl.
he got no holes in his shoes, but a big hole in his world.
maybe i get famous as the man who can't be moved.
maybe you won't mean to but you see me on the news.
and you come running to the corner 'cause you know it's just true.
i'm the man who can't be moved.
i'm the man who can't be moved.
2 comments:
LOL MELOVETHEMTOO!!!
the script are Irish you idiot.
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