Through the fog and people's noise
I try to find his rescuing voice
I try to say that I'm alright
But I can't help but cry tonight
"Wake up, forget, give up" - I hear
From closest people who are near -
"You're very strange, your life is wrong,
Don't listen to this stupid song"
I turn my head and looking down
I dream to leave this evil town
I close my eyes and save my faith
In him, in things which he makes great
Why does it hurt me? - I will ask
And put on my face my usual mask
And only by the distant part of brain
I will be dream and live again
I'll see his dear eyes and face
I'll feel myself on favourite place
And I don't care of things they say
I love to love him while I look for my own way...
Invisible Spark
© Copyright: Фиона Робертс, 2005
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