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Traduction: Matt Goss. La clé.
Have you ever created a place that feels safe to hide It may not be a room with four walls, just a Place you've created in the mind A kind of heaven
Rule the world, touch the sun Put a needle through the moon and watch it bleed Break the walls, scratch the floors Take the gold and make it yours
Why do you try to say goodbye To someone that you still love? I know you're feeling sad, and so confused that Our love is not enough You can love
They say that Heaven is Ten zillion light years away And just the pure at heart Will walk the righteous streets someday They say that Heaven is
My body's young, but my mind is old My life is like a story that needs to be told I feel like a thousand birds locked up in a cage Let me spread my
As the night moves in, love takes on new meaning If you were here, you would know what I mean to say Circumstance, leaves me only waiting For the
Oh the writing on the wall It reminds him of the things that once were The diamonds, Oh the diamonds on her hands Just one could change his life
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Sometimes there's too much time to think about my past A chandelier in the wind, broken in parts Why do I try to find the answer to the question That
I will find a way To find a rose in this winter garden Even when those devils play with my mind I'm the one that knows I will find My Winter Rose
Pain can create energies like hate Just like a grain of sand, becomes a pearl Pain, pain can hide the love we keep inside Just like a mountain can
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