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There's a place where the sun dies
Where the moon cries Softly over the sun That's where I'll go Tonight to cry over you There's a place where the day hides Where the night ties The shadows of my fear That's where I'll go Tomorrow to break free from you There's a place where the stars play Where the clouds stay When the sky is asleep That's where I'll go Sometime to remember you There's a place where love lives Where my soul gives You all its eternity That's where you can go The day you're ready for me Although my heart is broken Although words were spoken That split my soul in two Still, soon my heart will heal Because my soul will feel So alone without you Copyright Sydney Krivenko GISC. 2052924 2006
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