Dying light
I wonder how to wander
In my toes
When you have your lows
And your soul is narrow
That I cand hardly have a look
And I can hardly book
How can I hold my fingers together
To scrach your name forever
In my heart down bellow
Without seeing you feeling low
How can I close my eyes without seeing the light
Which bite
My whole soul and life
Because you don't let me being your wife
In my toes
When you have your lows
And your soul is narrow
That I cand hardly have a look
And I can hardly book
A place in your world without a window
How can I hold my fingers together
To scrach your name forever
In my heart down bellow
Without seeing you feeling low
How can I close my eyes without seeing the light
Which bite
My whole soul and life
Because you don't let me being your wife
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