(Jascha Richter/John Gordon)
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Now baby who's to blame
You keep my picture in a frame
Without room to move
Now show me the man
That could fit into your plan
Of a faultless love
Now we have to sail and we have to live
And we have to fail and we have to forgive
This is who I am
A part of me that you don't understand
And I love you still
I'm only riding through the hills
But it's a minor thing
You're still the one that makes me sing
Until the end of time
And you caught my love in a summer breeze
But sometimes there's a bird that I have to release
This is who I am
A part of me that you don't understand
And I love you still
I'm only riding through the hills
Can't you see you only want the best of me
Now you've got the ball don't you let it fall
This is who I am
A part of me that you don't understand
And I love you still
I'm only riding through the hills
This is how I feel
A little part of me that you don't understand
This is who I am
A little part of me that you don't understand
A little part of me that you don't understand
A little part of me that you don't understand
This is who I am
A little part of me that you don't understand
A little part of me that you don't understand
This is who I am
A little part of me that you don't understand
A little part of me that you don't understand