You?
The night still so cold out there
Over my foghts I dream a little in my imagination
With out know were I will be in a year.
One day some one tould me that the day of tomorrow does not belong to us
Leaving me in a long interrogation.
Why?
She told me, that the day belongs to Good, over the lines of destiny.
Sow I stay in little life and wait to se.
See if you will be there soon
If you will be there handing my hands spreading kisses sharing love.
Over, a morning sunshine and again, over a sunset.
I step my days step by step.
I try to never regret my decisions.
Sow don’t make regret this big step that maybe I wil do for you.
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