The world is a dark place,
the child in the corner is you,
go out and make room and space,
cause love is comming through.
Who is it? Is it you?
I am loneliness, don't you know?
It is loneliness, can this be true?
then on a road of pain we'll go.
Even the darkest night,
will light up as a sun,
and in a fixed fight,
wins love, joy and fun.
Get out and don't be sad,
do something with your friends,
or those you may have had,
that's where the loneliness ends.
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