Sometimes I feel broken inside,
Sometimes I just wanna run and hide,
Sometimes I don't wanna be misunderstood.
I wish I'd be successful if I only could
And I, I just falling away, drifting away
To the stars and the glory days.
Where we could walk on clouds
And our heart would pound so laud!
They said I was useless and miserable
And I found myself so invisible.
But now I'm sure I can really defeat the world
Become the big cheese with my noble mold!
And I, I just falling away, drifting away
To the stars and the glory days.
Where we could walk on clouds
And our heart would pound so laud!
To the stars and the glory days
© Copyright: Эмма Астафьева-Райская, 2017
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