Remove my pain, remove my fear,
there won't be rain, there won't be tear...
With all this cruelty I have to cope,
on the horizon, there's no more hope...
She is my peace, so she is my dove,
although I don't know what was love...
Into this world, yes, I was born,
some, they treat you with the scorn...
All I need is a lot of faith,
to defeat that shadow - wraith...
It always follows behind my back,
its soul is evil and so "black"...
I was living in the dark,
there wasn't any spark.
My days were not so bright
and every day I had to fight.
It was anger and no love,
staring down and not above.
But, then she knocked on my door,
ah, and I was happy, not so poor.
She gives me all what I need,
she doesn't know what is greed.
Winter's gone, she is spring,
the birds around divinely sing...
They always ask You first: "What are You?", instead: "Who are You?" They will like You for what You are, and not for who You are ... - ©Copyright: Sasha Raven
"A phenomena: We listen nowadays music, mostly with our eyes and not anymore with our ears. We are becoming blind and deaf." - ©Copyright: Sasha Raven
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