God knows
All the world fairytales last
For only one sleepless night
Till the morning. Alarm brings you back in time
Cab is waiting for you downstairs
Stolen soul, you know, is not a crime
Lost in miles, dimensions and countries
Exiled from each other two lovers
I melt under night lanterns without you, my soul brother
Clouds will stroke the skin of my plane
Only my heart is not made of steel
God only knows why, I still got there some kind of pain
Oh at this theatre on the life stage
We are the stars. But all the world fairytales
Live just on magazine s yellow pages
Let people to play their own game
But, baby, my heart is not fake
God only knows why, I still got there some kind of pain
Our parts are written by talented fate
But smoke of my pipe has got bitter taste
I melt under night lanterns without you, my soul mate
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