I remember,
Leaves were falling down in St. Germain,
It was a cold November,
You went away and I got a dream...
Nobody knows who I am, maybe you would understand,
Anybody knows what I am, out in a secret land,
Nobody knows how I try not to tell another lie,
Anybody knows, in the end I'll find a secret land...
I need you, I feel you,
I can't live without you so long...
And I know that we parted,
I'll stay in this town 'cause I miss you so...
I feel it, I mean it,
The secret that I'm gonna show...
And I turn back, I see that
All my love had to fail but I miss you so...
Nobody knows who I am, maybe you would understand,
Anybody knows what I am, out in a secret land,
Nobody knows how I try not to tell another lie,
Anybody knows, in the end I'll find a secret land...
Nobody knows who I am, maybe you would understand,
Anybody knows what I am, out in a secret land,
Nobody knows how I try not to tell another lie,
Anybody knows, in the end I'll find a secret land...
(I need you, feel you, I can't live without you
so long 'cause I miss you so)
Nobody knows who I am, maybe you would understand,
Anybody knows, in the end I'll find a secret land...
Nobody knows who I am, maybe you would understand,
Anybody knows what I am, out in a secret land,
Nobody knows how I try not to tell another lie,
Anybody knows, in the end I'll find a secret land...
Nobody knows who I am, maybe you would understand,
Anybody knows what I am, out in a secret land,
Nobody knows how I try not to tell another lie,
Anybody knows, in the end I'll find a secret land...
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