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I doubt that I´ll ever be as happy
as the people who pass by
They smile and they joke and they stare at me
´Cause they know I wanna ask "why?"
I feel like a poet I guess writing and singing
Is all that I should do
But I´d never admit that in public
´cause self-confidence is a feeling
I was never really subscribed to
Ones real life is often a life
One does not lead
That´s so true that being called a thief now
would be fine with me
I put on a recorded of the saddest singer
This empty room has ever heard
I´m so in love, you wouldn´t believe it
How I cherish every word
I´ll tell you that I like writing
Maybe that´s a start
"I live of the smell of changing seasons"
You shall not be afraid
that would be good start
At the end of the day no one will weigh your heart
At the end of the day
No one
No one
No one
No one
At the end of the day
No one
Will Weigh
Your heart
as the people who pass by
They smile and they joke and they stare at me
´Cause they know I wanna ask "why?"
I feel like a poet I guess writing and singing
Is all that I should do
But I´d never admit that in public
´cause self-confidence is a feeling
I was never really subscribed to
Ones real life is often a life
One does not lead
That´s so true that being called a thief now
would be fine with me
I put on a recorded of the saddest singer
This empty room has ever heard
I´m so in love, you wouldn´t believe it
How I cherish every word
I´ll tell you that I like writing
Maybe that´s a start
"I live of the smell of changing seasons"
You shall not be afraid
that would be good start
At the end of the day no one will weigh your heart
At the end of the day
No one
No one
No one
No one
At the end of the day
No one
Will Weigh
Your heart
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