As the night passed by
Here I am waiting to fly
Not knowing the destination
But pretty determine
Maybe I am bored with life
But what do I have?
I am too scared to choose
And I think I'm already loose
I'm waiting the wind to blow
Softly touch me on the meadow
I'm waiting the sun to shine
Brightly so I'm not feeling alone
Go as they said
Let yourself lead
Don't turn your back home
Follow your dreams and you'll get some
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(Shoutout to the rainy midnight, so I have a long time to write).
Let's drink a cup of coffee, then.
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