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The Things I Didn't Do
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Alphaville
Alphaville
Performer
Thorsten Brötzmann
Thorsten Brötzmann
Keyboards
Jochen Schmalbach
Jochen Schmalbach
Keyboards
Rainer Bloss
Rainer Bloss
Synthesiser
Ingmar Kappel
Ingmar Kappel
Synthesiser
Martin Lister
Martin Lister
Programming
Anya Mahnken
Anya Mahnken
Background Vocals
David Goodes
David Goodes
Guitar
Sebastian Komor
Sebastian Komor
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Marian Gold
Marian Gold
Composer
Rainer Bloss
Rainer Bloss
Composer
Ingmar Kappel
Ingmar Kappel
Composer
Martin Lister
Martin Lister
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Thorsten Brötzmann
Thorsten Brötzmann
Producer
Jochen Schmalbach
Jochen Schmalbach
Producer
Jeo
Jeo
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

One, two One, two, three, four I didn't say I love you The words just didn't come I didn't tell you baby That you're the only one Will I regret forever I hope that isn't true The things I didn't do The things I didn't do I hardly understand the things I've done I used to be so thoughtless all the time I can't explain the man that I once was I'm sorry for the things that made you cry And I know all of my excuses Are nothing more Than staggering beggars Who come crawling Back to you (He hardly understands the things he's done) (He used to be so thoughtless all the time) (He can't explain the man that he once was) (He's sorry for the things that made her cry) And I know all of my excuses Are nothing more Than staggering beggars Who come crawling A long way back to you I didn't hold you in my arms Everyday I didn't kiss your lips and promised That I would always stay Will I regret forever (do-do-do) I pray that isn't true (do-do-do) (do-do-do) The things I didn't do (do-do-do) The things I didn't do (do-do-do) (He hardly understands the things he's done) (He used to be so thoughtless all the time) (He can't explain the man that he once was) (He's sorry for the things that made her cry) And I know all of my excuses (do-do-do) (do-do-do) Are nothing more (do-do-do) (do-do-do) Than staggering beggars (do-do-do) Who come crawling a long way back to you (do-do-do) (do-do-do) (He hardly understands the things he's done) (He used to be so thoughtless all the time) (He can't explain the man that he once was) (He's sorry for the things that made her cry) (He hardly understands the things he's done) I'll walk your dog I'll stroke your cat (He hardly understands the things he's done) I won't forget The date we met (He hardly understands the things he's done) I'll clean your shoes I'll wash your dishes (He hardly understands the things he's done) I'll keep off the booze I'll feed all your fishes I'll clean the floor I'll be your slave And I'll put flowers on your grave, yeah (He'll put flowers on her grave) (do-do-do) (do-do-do) (He'll put flowers on her grave) (do-do-do) (do-do-do) (He hardly understands the things he's done) He'll put flowers on her grave (do-do-do) (do-do-do) He'll put flowers on her grave On her grave
Writer(s): Marian Gold, Martin Ian Lister, Rainer Bloss, Ingmar Leif Kappel Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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