I need your hand, 'cause your my home.
Wish you could hear the sound
of my trembling faceless thoughts.
Wish I could stop the fading of my dream
with honest words.
The youth of your voice
feels like the touch of fallin' snow.
Sitting in the dark,
hoping that future will grow.
I know for sure I'll listen to your song.
I wouldn't leave you in times of glacial storm.
Tell me where are you coming from?
You're my own true love in a foreign
home.
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