The cold wind has burnt out your star
This feeling you’ve locked deep inside
It wasn’t me who made to you this scar
And no chance for a turn of the tide
I still can remember who you are
If only I could feel your pain
I try to reach your soul but you’re far
I’m afraid I have never seen again
And it comes from deep within
This is my fever you cannot deny
No medicine can fondle my skin
Between us something formed a cranny
You
© Copyright: Suezy, 2004
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