Sometimes I don’t know
What I’m gonna do with my life,
At times I am leaving
Without saying good bye.
All right, I will tell you that
If it makes you sweet night
Sometimes things may happen
And there’s no reason why.
Don’t cry
Cuz’ tomorrow sun will cover the sky;
Don’t lie
Cuz’ I’ll know the real truth sometime;
That’s right
I think and have mind.
Dark night will change clean day;
That’s wrong
It wasn’t real gone
Cuz’ Tom isn’t at his tomb.
How, where and when
Shall we meet?
Time, day…then
Maybe I fit
What they do and lead.
Maybe i fit
© Copyright: Ниандра, 2006
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