Where
is the something
Where
is the someone
That
tells me why I live and die
Where
do I go
Follow
the children
Where
do I go
Follow
their smiles
Is there
an answer
In their
sweet faces
That
tells me why I live and die
Follow
the wind song
Follow
the thunder
Follow
the neon in young lovers' eyes
Down
to the gutter
Up to
the glitter
Into
the city
Where
the truth lies
Where
do I go
Follow
my heartbeat
Where
do I go
Follow
my hand
Where
will they lead me
And
will I ever
Discover
why I live and die
Why do
I live (beads, flowers)
Why
do I die (freedom, happiness)
Where
do I go?
Tell
my why (beads, flowers)
Tell
me where (freedom, happiness)
Tell
my why (beads, flowers)
Tell
me where (freedom, happiness)
Tell
me why (freedom!)
Marco Giunco |
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