Sooner or later... My sunny side
Then I will turn your tears into the sweetest wine
Strange but I still don’t know your name
Ocean of faces and I go insane
One day you’ll come to me, we’ll be learning to fly
Light as a wind we shall live in the mist of sky
And you’ll forget what your tears were about
You’ll never awake into weakness of doubt
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