I watched you turn around and walk away
I made another decision, and I changed my life again today
I think I should have stayed with you
Another hour in bed
And then maybe I'd feel different
And I wouldn't have run into him instead
Oh I lied to you
When I told you baby
I cried for you
Now I am breaking up inside
Can't stop loving you
But I lied to you
I know I've broken your heart
And that's the story so far
If you ask me what I have learned
Then I would tell you if you gonna walk through fire,
You would get burned
If we knew at the beginning
Then why do we have to rewind
Well I just realized the problem is
I don't know where to draw the line
Oh I lied to you
Then I lost you baby
I broke in two
You took away my life
You took away my life
I'll never understand why I lied to you
I know I've broken your heart
And that's the story so far
I'll do anything to hold you in my arms
I'll never do this to you, baby
What can I do?
I'm sorry, I'm sorry baby
Oh I lied to you
I'll cry for you
I'd die for you, for you
Sorry baby, sorry baby
I know I've broken your heart
That's the story so far, so far, so far...
Jest taki ogien, co nie spala domów, ksiazek, flag,
A ludzie niosa go przed soba I wierza w jego sile.
Kiedy plonie nad stadionem I w milionach serc,
Cichna spory, a nienawisc w milosc zmienia sie
Ten ogien plone dla mistrzów, co wzniesli sie do gwiazd.
I dla przegranych, którzy slabosc swa zlamali jszcze raz.
To Atlanta, Atlanta, Gdy spiewaja stadiony - milkna wojny.
To Atlanta, Atlanta, Niech duch Jej zawsze trwa.
W ludziach trwa.
Byl w Atlancie inny ogien straszny, grozny, zly,
Jak sciana wznosil sie przed Scarlett,
Nim ... przeminaa z wiatrem.
Dzis czerwona ziemia Tary Rodzi dobre sny,
A nad glowami ludzi plonie Olypijski znicz.
Ten ogien plonie Dla mistrzów, co wznisli sie do gwiazd.
I dla przegranych, którzy slabosc swa Zlamali jszcze raz.
To Atlanta, Atlanta, Gdy spiewaja stadiony - milkna wojny.
To Atlanta, Atlanta ... Niech duch Jej zawsze trwa.
W ludziach trwa.
To Atlanta, Atlanta ...
I chwala tym, co gonia wiatr, I chwala tym, co lapia dal,
Co walcza tak jak lwy, na smierc By za meta objac sie!
To Atlanta, Atlanta, Gdy spiewaja stadiony - milkna wojny.
To Atlanta, Atlanta ... Niech duch Jej zawsze trwa.
W ludziach trwa ...
To Atlanta, Atlanta ...