Something in me was dying
And my heart was heavy as stone
Hard as I was trying
I never could find, find my way home
And your voice came out of nowhere
"Be my friend and give me your hand
Let's take off together
And then we can live wherever we land"
Something in me was broken
And my thoughts were bitter and ill
My world was blown open
And I couldn't see and I couldn't feel
You said "Be yourself and think of me
And you'll know there's nothing to fear
Let's make plans together
It's time to move on and get out of here"
Girl, I need you
Don't know what I would do
Will you see the story through
It's a cruel world
And I need somewhere to hide
But time goes by
And you're still on my side
Something in me was sinking
'Cause my heart was heavy as stone
I gave up with thinking
I never would find, find my way home
And your voice came out of nowhere
"Be my friend and give me your hand
Let's take off together
And then we can live wherever we land"
Girl, I need you
Don't know what I would do
Will you see the story through
It's a cruel world
And I need somewhere to hide
The time goes by
And you're still on my side
Waiting, searching
Turning over
Running 'round in circles
And I've worn myself out
Hoping that we'll always be together
Yeah, we'll always be together
Yeah, we'll always be together
Yeah, we'll always be together
Yeah, we'll always be together
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Susitinka ziemkentys, jarube ir aruodas.
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