mercredi 10 juin 2009

I ask myself
What my life is
And like the breeze
I sweep more and more

I've seen some beautiful things, I know
Famous monuments, stranger landscapes
But I've seen so much horrible things, oh no
I hope a day I could escape

When I see the others
They dare to complain with their little problems
I admit I'm not the worse
I had not to listen them

'cause, here, outside your home,
I look at you
I see you, I know what you do
I see your face, you're alone
I see you, you abandon
Oh, If I could do anything for you
I can't stand to see you like that
I can't stand to see you suffering

Stop the pain, you know I'm right
Go out, join me and look the life like I'm seeing
It's not too late to change, brother
Stop the pain and just look at your son, father

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