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You're somewhere in the vertical up-down -
During the flight of thought....
Dreaming, choose,
Thinking, confuse.
Writing the history of life.
But always in the drive...
Breaking stereotypes,
Arrange PRIORITIES.
Dont understand parents...
Select codes, looking for answers ...
But life is twist the miles-
Changing the speedometer numbers lived days!
And this life, one day intersect with mine. Face to face.
But as long as these roads run parallel to each other,
And I cannot even call you friend, or another.
Are you still looking for me in any other location in the City,
Where it is impossible to meet me, my sweety…
Where very cold, but have to see, that I love the sun and the sea ...
I hope you come and we'll see you soon ...
And we will enjoy this moon!
You're not alone, only to an impossibility to
Lonely,
silence in the heart,
only.
You look out the window, the rain and she walks past your windows ...
Dejectedly drain from her face drops of rain
In her eyes of loneliness - the pain
Сlose her under an umbrella, you see then,
The girl was soaked through and through, and this girl - I am.)