Gone Away
Gone are the years
Gone are the wings
All that is left are broken dreams and wistful wishes
The voices of an angel are singing for you
No harpsichord or melody could be so bittersweet
There is no other way to live or be
Dream big and hope that you are
A star to the calling
A star in the making
A shining star for all eternity
Voices in the head aching so bad
It makes the ears bleed
Away, away
No more hoping
No more wishing on a shooting star
It's all coming true
and soon you will see...
A dream
A reality that once was a fantasy...
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