Lost in an empty town
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I make mistakes n make my mind
But every time something strange I find
I dont know is this pain , is this for real
I sometimes wonder what I see and I question what I feel.
I get scared and my insides freeze ,I wish someone saw the shivering inside.
And I wish my bones would stop shaking if only someone was just beside
So scared to cross this river so very wide,
I Dont know if I can make it to the other side.
Some mistakes cascade for years onto several lives,
They cut and are dangerous , they dont know it -- do they ? those knives.
I am alone beside the swaying trees
Silent town , lonely breeze.......
Will you please hold my hand and show me the way
But no one to ask , no matter how much I pray
Its then that I knew and at that moment my courage grew.
No one will come and no one will guide , its your fate and your personal fight
Need a road ? then find it yourself
Not everyone's luck brings them a fairy or elf
The clock strikes loudly and the time has begun
The story starts to be written , the plot is spun.
One has to write one's own tales
Wind or not , one has to sail.
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I make mistakes n make my mind
But every time something strange I find
I dont know is this pain , is this for real
I sometimes wonder what I see and I question what I feel.
I get scared and my insides freeze ,I wish someone saw the shivering inside.
And I wish my bones would stop shaking if only someone was just beside
So scared to cross this river so very wide,
I Dont know if I can make it to the other side.
Some mistakes cascade for years onto several lives,
They cut and are dangerous , they dont know it -- do they ? those knives.
I am alone beside the swaying trees
Silent town , lonely breeze.......
Will you please hold my hand and show me the way
But no one to ask , no matter how much I pray
Its then that I knew and at that moment my courage grew.
No one will come and no one will guide , its your fate and your personal fight
Need a road ? then find it yourself
Not everyone's luck brings them a fairy or elf
The clock strikes loudly and the time has begun
The story starts to be written , the plot is spun.
One has to write one's own tales
Wind or not , one has to sail.