I'm sending it to you through my thoughts
When happiness are just at my doors
To get away or to get with it so close
Only in those dreams, i rose.
Have you heard it lately
How i was readily,
Try, supposed to be,
Taking it completely
Until- just until
That wind blew swiftly.
When silence is the voice,
In an empty room
Of lights and miracles;
To reach those hands,
I'm blinded, numb to death.
When happiness are just at my doors
To get away or to get with it so close
Only in those dreams, i rose.
Have you heard it lately
How i was readily,
Try, supposed to be,
Taking it completely
Until- just until
That wind blew swiftly.
When silence is the voice,
In an empty room
Of lights and miracles;
To reach those hands,
I'm blinded, numb to death.
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