It Was Me Testo

Testo It Was Me

Well there's no use hanging on to anything,
That you can't take with you when you're gone
The wind at your heels, shadows so sweet,
A sentimental longing for the past

All these things, uncaptured, gone or might have been,
In the slow, dull dying of the day
I ponder on these things I've done,
A heart I could have chosen not to break
But oh, I ran, I ran so easily,
Casting no shadow in my wake,
And chased so many that I soon get bored,
And honey, I'm such a flake

So the road won't rise to meet me as I go,
And this feckless heart knows no reward
For all my lies, I apologize,
It was me, it wasn't you and now I know

But oh, I ran, I ran so easily,
Casting no shadow in my wake,
And chased so many that I soon get bored,
And honey, I'm such a flake

Still it does no good for one to think of things,
That you can't do anything about,
But in solitary hours, I think of you now,
It was me, it wasn't you and now I know