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On My Way
While I'm writing down these lines I think of you
And your portrait in my mind is my only view
I wonder if you think of me sometimes
or if you waste no more thoughts on me
Believe me I regret the day
I left you back alone walking further on my way
On my way I've often stumbled and fell down in clay
Believe me I regret the day
I left you back alone walking further on my way
On my way there are so much broken dreams and evil days
I wonder why I never realized
I could stay with you but nevertheless get on
On my way I get on a little distance day for day
And maybe I'm approching you
One morning I'll be there and we'll have a tale to say...again
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