Half A Minute - Matt Bianco
What is there to say When all the love has slipped away In half a minute. There is always something we can blame, But in the end, it's just the same - Suddenly, you find yourself alone. Half a minute Half a minute What is there to say When every dream just fades away In half a minute. Every explanation we can find Will never change it, we are through - Suddenly, you find yourself alone. Half a minute Half a minute
Artist: Matt Bianco
Title: Half A Minute