Most of the time
Most of the Time
Esta canción de Bob Dylan la oía yo hace veinticinco años. Pero va cambiando, things change. Me gusta esta versión de Sophie Zelmani.
Most of the time
I’m clear focused all around
Most of the time
I can keep both feet on the ground
I can follow the path
I can read the sign
Stay right with it
When the road unwinds
I can handle whatever
I stumble upon
I don’t even notice
She’s gone
Most of the time.
Most of the time
It’s well understood
Most of the time
I wouldn’t change it if I could
I can make it all match up
I can hold my own
I can deal with the situation
Right down to the bone
I can survive
And I can endure
And I don’t even think
About her
Most of the time.
Most of the time
My head is on straight
Most of the time
I’m strong enough not to hate
I don’t build up illusion
’til it makes me sick
I ain’t afraid of confusion
No matter how thick
I can smile in the face
Of mankind
Don’t even remember
What her lips felt like on mine
Most of the time.
Most of the time
She ain’t even in my mind
I wouldn’t know her if I saw her
She’s that far behind
Most of the time
I can’t even be sure
If she was ever with me
Or if I was ever with her
Most of the time
I’m halfway content
Most of the time
I know exactly where it went
I don’t cheat on myself
I don’t run and hide
Hide from the feelings
That are buried inside
I don’t compromise
and I don’t pretend
I don’t even care
If I ever see her again
Most of the time.
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