In a wrld far way I see your face
I set myself at a pace
I hear you call out my name and lifted I feel
Asking myself is this real
Is this real what I feel? well is it?
Knowing I'll see you in a bit
I don't have to ask anymore
I now know
When I come, just open the door
In your world far away, so very far away
We everyday think the same
thing everyday, but so far away
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