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viernes, 18 de febrero de 2011

IN MY TIME OF NEED.



I can't see the meaning of this life I'm leading

I try to forget you as you forgot me

this time there is nothing left for you to take
this is goodbye

Summer is miles and miles away
and no one would ask me to stay
And i should contemplate this change
to ease the pain
and i should step out of the rain
turn away

Close to ending it all, I am drifting through the
stages
of the rapture born within this loss
thoughts of death inside
tear me apart from the core of my soul

Summer is miles and miles away
and no one would ask me to stay
And I should contemplate this change
to ease the pain
and I should step out of the rain
turn away

At times the dark's fading slowly
but it never sustains
would someone watch over me
in my time of need?

Summer is miles and miles away
and no one would ask me to stay
And I should contemplate this change
to ease the pain
and I should step out of the rain
turn away...

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