Instead I stay a while longer
So restricted I know too much
This winding hour belongs to strangers
Uuu come the days and mountains
That your wasting lazily around the bend and
Mind your head you're so cut up
I see the scene is running free
You don't know that you sang this whole evening
And I believed in this song
Oh this song is like a breeze is coming
Uuu come the days and mountains
That your wasting lazily around the bend and
Mind your head you're so cut up
I see the scene is running free
You don't know that you sang this whole evening
And I believed in this song
Oh this song is like a breeze is coming
Fires burn in golden plates
Your the oil, I'm the flame
I'm alive the night calls
Stars align my mind roars
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