A FREE SPIRIT CALLED "AIXA"
We both shared to travel that sinful path;
But I know our souls will never be in wrath;
Truth lies beyond what we feel;
And it will never be a useless wheel.
But I know our souls will never be in wrath;
Truth lies beyond what we feel;
And it will never be a useless wheel.
There are so many words,
That I want to say,
There are so many moments,
That I don't want to replay.
There are so many times,
That I don't want to rewind,
There are so many seconds,
That I wanted to be kind.
There are so many things,
That I want to change,
There are so many opportunities,
That I should have taken.
There are so many memories,
That I wish to erase,
There are so many sounds,
That I wish I never heard.
You might have heard I run with a dangerous crowd.
We ain't too pretty, we ain't too proud.
We might be laughing a bit too loud,
aw, but that never hurt no one.
Only that special one, will have "Aixa"
AIXA
That I want to say,
There are so many moments,
That I don't want to replay.
There are so many times,
That I don't want to rewind,
There are so many seconds,
That I wanted to be kind.
There are so many things,
That I want to change,
There are so many opportunities,
That I should have taken.
There are so many memories,
That I wish to erase,
There are so many sounds,
That I wish I never heard.
You might have heard I run with a dangerous crowd.
We ain't too pretty, we ain't too proud.
We might be laughing a bit too loud,
aw, but that never hurt no one.
Only that special one, will have "Aixa"
AIXA
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