Inner lions,
They want to run across the sun.
Like a fire,
Faster than the dreams, they come alive.
All these times it's clear to see,
That they roar and sleep inside.
Until you wake them up.
So find a lion in me.
Me.
Me.
Me.
Me.
If you forget the past, then find a lion in me.
Speed is rising,
But, are you sure in the route?
Where do they run in crowded spaces?
Is there a purpose for this pride,
Or is it better to be calm inside?
Until you wake them up.
So find a lion in me.
Me.
Me.
Me.
Me.
If you forget the past, then find a lion in me.
All these times it's clear to see,
That they roar and sleep inside.
Until you wake them up.
So find a lion in me.
Me.
Me.
Me.
Me.
Lions
© Copyright: Настасья Климова, 2014
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