(All I Wanted Was To Make You) Feel Good
Bugge Wesseltoft
8:54A truth Truth is a relative thing Always adjustable to reality And a little less just so Just so A truth A truth Truth is my neglected child So unembracable For any length of time She's always wanting I know I know A truth A high truth A truth Truth is too highly priced Takes away the thrill Of illusion, my moonshine The pretty parts, my love rhyme Every crutch and cushion That may soften the impact on life And so will truth I make my compromise I make my compromise I make my compromise A truth A truth A truth A truth