I'm so sad
To be won
I'm so scare
I'm not at home
I was lose
To much mistakes
I can't pruve
I'm paralese
Maybe tomorrow sun will up
Baby tomorrow I'll stand up
Baby tomorrow I'll wake up
And new day come, new day come
I'm so yang
To be there
I'm so old
To be scare
To much pain
To much hate
All it things
The world was gave
But tomorrow sun will up
And, baby, tomorrow I'll stand up
I will catch my own luck bird
And I will fly
When new day come
It's come
It's come
It's come
Hope
© Copyright: Ника Шепелева, 2006
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