And them you let me go,
And I know, that's just began
Because life is short,
And is to much to see.
And them you set me free..
So you can go on,
In this journey of every minute,
Every place, looking and looking...
For somebody just like me.
So you go, around and around...
Without faith, without passion.
Using words that are not yours...
Because your lack of inspiration...
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