I'd never let myself smell the rosesI'd drink a bitter
Try to believe in this thingThere's a guardian in the
LadyIn a night full of rainSailed the futureOut where no
Some days you feel like giving upStaring into the empty
Now I lay me down to sleep.A child prays his
The world keeps spinning 'roundSpinning while you sleepFlying 'way the
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