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I have found it... The Everlasting. And I have found it... I found it in You.
[Jarva et al.] I can still hear the SOUND of your FOOTSTEPS. When you went AWAY The SCENT of your perfume in the DOORWAY. Still LINGERS ON though you
You planted the seed inside her head To cultivate it and help it grow into a monster Your out of control so she'll know just what your all about My dreams
(Lyrics & Music: G. Thorpe, C. Albert, L. Howe) I hear what you're sayin' And you're sayin' nothin' You're talking in circles A picture's worth a thousand
I'm only human, I hope you keep it in mind, mmm I make mistakes and I say some things I never should But if you'll give it half a chance I'll guarantee
WHEN THE DAYLIGHT IS DIMMED AND THE DARKNESS DEEPENS A SOLITARY EAGLE FLIES THROUGH THE HEAVENS REMAINING ANGELS CRYING AND SO I THOUGHT THIS DREAM
Waking up late, a gray Sunday morning Got up on the wrong side, so go back to bed Newspaper says, it's gonna be raining At least until Wednesday, but
The secret's out this is the last time. Cast overboard, dragged out to sea. All premonitions drowned today in the murky waters flowing from wounds. But
Behold me now, I'm lost somehow Summoned up in sorrow from a world beyond Never let go my crimson rapture... Can you touch my soul? I see you in every
Many have faded in silent garden, faded and perished Scarlet leaves increase on meadow, where I was once with you "I have shed tears for love like winds
Another day - will always come Go ahead - take it on Losing faith - it ain't the same Like giving up - and putting blame Don't rely - on anyone You wanna
Hey man, what have you done Hey man, another run Lost minds, try to forget Sad eyes, turning mad Stealer - take all you can Healer - ain't your name
Hey you guys - sitting in high place Spare your fake - sorry face Here we are - closing in on pain Here we are - all so vain Innocent dead people bother
Deep in my heart - there's the storm Always changing - cold and warm I have slipped out - run and hide Till I found out - what is right Like a sharp
Let it be - let come undone Watch the clouds playing with the sun Butterflies show their lemon wing Listening to the sparrow sing Blue sky so inviting
Use his name to kill - I don't think so The grand illusion spilled - to much red flow Forcing your believe - onto others Constantly deceive - your own
Living in a strange time Fake behaviour, sad minds Friendly words, a warm touch For a lot of them, it's just too much Counting on a good friend Finding
