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The Man Who Can't Be Moved
- The Script -
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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 cardboard got your picture in my hand,
Saying if you see this girl can you tell her where I am,
Some try 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’ve been in love with you…
Cos if one day you wake up and find that you’re missing me,
And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I can be,
Thinking maybe you’d come back here to the place that we’d meet,
And you’d see me waiting for you on the corner of the street.
So I’m not moving…
I’m not moving.
Policeman says son you can’t stay here,
I said there’s 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.
Cos if one day you wake up and find that you’re missing me,
And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I can be,
Thinking maybe you’d come back here to the place that we’d meet,
And you’d see me waiting for you on the corner of the street.
So I’m not moving…
I’m not moving.
I’m not moving…
I’m not moving.
People talk about the guy
Whos waiting on a girl…
Oohoohwoo
There are no holes in his shoes
But a big hole in his world…
Hmmmm
Maybe I’ll get famous as man who can’t be moved,
And maybe you won’t mean to but you’ll see me on the news,
And you’ll come running to the corner…
Cos you’ll know it’s just for you
I’m the man who can’t be moved
I’m the man who can’t be moved…
Cos if one day you wake up and find that you’re missing me,
And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I can be,
Thinking maybe you’d come back here to the place that we’d meet,
And you’d see me waiting for you on the corner of the street.
[Repeat in background]
So I’m not moving…
I’m not moving.
I’m not moving…
I’m not moving.
Going back to the corner where I first saw you,
Gonna camp in my sleeping bag not I’m not gonna move.
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Ho ascoltato questa lirica alla radio, non conoscevo l'artista nè il titolo, è scattata dentro di me una ricerca forsennata per scoprire chi possedesse questa bellissima ( per me) voce che assomiglia per qualche verso a quella del più popolare Sting. Beh alla fine ce l'ho fatta e vorrei condividerla con voi.
Non conosco l'inglese quindi la mia scelta non è stata basata sul testo.
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