The sun goes down
Again, there’s she at window
Looking up in the clear night sky
Searching love there, in a million stars
For an hour, she looks up the sky
There’s smile in her face
But deep inside her eye, there is a pain
She cried, a lot inside
But no tears in eye, cause it was finished
Now she is empty, wants a hand
A hand to show her, a new Sunday…
Mar 26, 2014
Mar 26, 2014 at 12:27 AM UTC
The sun goes down
Again, there’s she at window
Looking up in the clear night sky
Searching love there, in a million stars
For an hour, she looks up the sky
There’s smile in her face
But deep inside her eye, there is a pain
She cried, a lot inside
But no tears in eye, cause it was finished
Now she is empty, wants a hand
A hand to show her, a new Sunday…
Jun 10, 2004
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