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Where did you go?
And why, why did you go? I always tried to explain you. Tried to explain you that it's not my fault That I would always live with you, would never leave you if I just could. I always came back whenever I could. And now, this time, it's you who's gone. No farewell. Just nothing. I'm worried. I'm sick. I'm thinking of thousand scenes what could have happened. Why, why did you go? I went through the streets to search you. I'm begging that you just cross my way. That you look at me. See that I'm here again. That you come back home with me. But the streets are empty. I called you. When the wind came, I called you. And it took your name along. Took it as far as it could. And fed my hope. My hope that you would hear my voice in the wind (calling your name) And bring you round again Should I live my life without you now? Without even knowing if you're still alive? If you are fine? Where did you go? Oh tell me... And why, why did you go? ... |
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