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torek, 23. december 2003

144 IN THE SUN (Gen Rosso)

Like a vine coiled and old
I keep reaching for a hold
Reaching out reaching out
On that dark endless road
People stare leaving me weary
Of my load
Groping alone groping alone
There must be a place in the sun
Where love lives in everyone
A place where my heart wants to run
In the sun
There must be a place in the sun
And I know the day will come
When the world will be one
In the sun
Like a eagle gliding high
Fighting the mighty wind of the sky
There I stood wanting to die
Lost and lonely amidst that city
A faint light helped me not to feel pity
I just cried
God oh why God oh why
There’s a place in the sun
Where love lives in everyone
A place here my heart
True hope can find
In the sun






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