Don't look at me like that..
Lift your head look at me just be yourself
That is what you said to me with a smile
Every labyrinth has a way out
In that gentle voice, I felt the wind
Leave this room of loneliness and solitude
The key to the riddle is always in your hands
It is up to you
Enveloped in the infinite sky that is where we will live
If we open the door and fly out somewhere new
In a place that will hang the future
You will…
Monday, March 15, 2010
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