Thoughts
She is walking in the streets
She needs to blow her head
Hiding her crying eyes
Hiding her crying head
I'm really sick of what I hear, of what I see
Is my life always going like this?
Tears falling from the sky
Winds blowing my head
And I really wonder why
My thoughts are going like this
Nobody knows what I feel when I cry...
She's still walking in the streets
To breathe the wind blowing
Drying the last tears
Hoping she'll never cry
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