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When the sun is down
and the moon is up I’ll be fighting all my tears all my fears Good night… Always out of time my time When the sky is blue And the clouds are ceiling the mountain cliffs I’ll be laying down to the silent ground Seeing as much as I can see. But sometimes I feel like I loose you And I’m loosing my mind Sometimes I feel like I’ll loose you and I cannot survive but in the end I’ll think to her in your life… There is someone good to love you to cherish to be proud Just Hold my days I loose my sense of humor Bring me today A beautiful flower Send me away so I can’t feel the sorrow It’s coldness inside Bring two glasses of wine to be shared... I can’t help it I can’t do it Now you see I’m really loosing my mind I could rely on both dreams you know we could be friends but now It’s too hard to remember these days… it’s late much too late now you know I can’t hear I can’t save you I can’t breathe I can’t say anything at all Don't you ever came back To say that you loved me I can’t loose all my dreams in one night but this is what I’m doing I know somehow somewhere and someway I must find the love I’m searching now
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