While the Song Remains the Same

One, two, three, four

Hold that not gonna let me go

We can dance believe the fly will flies on emptiness

It's a shame her memory fades to grace

We get love and get lost and we're chasing yesterday

Find me a place where the sunshine's throw the rain

Find me a pleasure in the pain

While the song's remains the same

Ready go wild, on and on

Taking me down to the town where I was born

'Cause sometime can be a stranger be miles from home

We can hide by your lonely window page

You can walk the streets mile on a mysterious way

Hold that hard, don't let me go

We can dance believe the fly will flies on emptiness

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