Beautiful cold night I want to live beside your sorrow
Holding tight the weakness
we quiet close enough to leave
Under the moonlight I’m walking through the darkness
Still looking for something I never understand
Cause I don’t want to lose the warmth of smile anymore
Oh how beautiful fate writing the story of my life
There is nothing wrong I feel
Burning the fire eyes of paper illusion
Beneath the cloud we hide from the sun
Am I loosing my self?
There is nothing left to live for,,
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