Where the day is clearing and the night is in
One way to the ocean of our destiny
In the heart of my driving to another road
Where I felt I was not before or since
In times of going and drift faraway
Love was young then in the heart of many days
Feeling something inside to give a call
In the ways that I go and follow
When I feel this burn inside
In times of going and drift faraway
Every road path is harder to reach
When the effects are coming on
Every day is another step going
Days are dry in the steps of each our dream
When there is nothing in its return
Only heartaches of the steps to follow
As we try to find whatever we can
In times of going and drift faraway
Let me give you a return to feelings
Where they are brooding inside from sleep
Every day gets no longer in its starting
Nothing to hold to when the dreams go way
In times of going and drift faraway
In times of going and drift faraway
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