It seems to be someday,
But no one knows exactly,
One pretty woman walked one day
And she was strange and lonely.
It seems to be someday,
But no one knows exactly,
One handsome man one day
Passed by and he was smoking.
They walked throught fields and plains,
Through hurricanes and rays,
They walked aloof and wondered,
They walked through nights and days.
But none of them someday
Has realized the burden.
That pretty woman and her man
Was walking deep in ashes.
But none of them someday
Has realized the burden.
That handsome man as pretty woman
Was walking deep in ashes.
Someday
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