Where the sun goes down

All I know is what I see.
And what I see is what I need.
I'm looking for a way to find.
A little bit of peace of mind.

And I know it's hard to find.
When you're running out of time,

Where the sun goes down,
I feel it on my mind.
In the never-ending dark.
I know that you'll find.
When I'm fading in my heart.

Another day is turning black.
Another day, I'm never back.
Another day, I'm never changed.
Another day, I'm not the same.

Where the sun goes down,
I feel it on my mind.
In the never-ending dark.
I know that you'll find
When I'm fading in my heart.


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