|Napisal/a sanck, v torek, 23. avg. 05
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It's easy to fall apart
To except the defeat
Coz it seems the road is to heavy to travel
To carry on your blame and pain.
Then you decide to get back on your track,
When you realize there's nothing underneath your feet,
No bottom to see.
You have to look in a book of life
To see memories,
Where is the person, is she still alive?
You try to remember your past
And you question when you get lost a track,
Bumps and bruises in your fragile heart,
No one's there to confide, to understand.
You had realized the train was allready gone
and you stood there all alone.
There weren't even small pieces to take along,
You thought you lost your soul.
You have to rewrite yourself,
Coz the page in a book of life Is blank,
Careful when you write in it,
I know you don't want to make the same mistake again.
You hope for the best,
For little peace in your soul
It's hard that you have to fight
In everyday of your life.
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