Well Grand.
A man's journey is a journey of solitude
A woman's path is a path home
In the end,
it's a path you can't take
But you fell in love,
and you were in love,
but it's a crossroads
Behind those words
There's a hole in your heart
The
first summer the waves will show In
my heart
When
I was a kid,
I used to play with a gun
I had that kind of training
But now I'm just a passerby
I'm just a fleeting morning of the stars
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
Every time the first star disappears
My heart gets cold
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
Every time the first star disappears
My heart gets cold
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