I reach out for you,
but you never seem to acknowledge me.
I'm
always too high to believe,
leaving traces of wrinkles as they came.
Fearing just not to show your face,
but I always have to reach you,
though you don't care.
In my life,
I've searched in vain for a source that hides so far away.
Find your purpose in life, they say,
until we die anyway.
Until we die anyway!
Maybe we'll stay strong,
survive.
But I don't know why she makes me out alive.
Maybe we'll stay strong,
survive.
But I don't know why she makes me out alive.
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