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Here, here I can't exist.Ways and streets are under mist.I'm standing light-years away.Mouth open, but nothing to say.Blind. God, have I ever learned too much Say a word, what have I touched A Hundred years and a hundred miles Between my heartbeat and your smile Cold, chill is in the air. No, no one will be there. We try to join together, a wall of glass, from you to me. A lot of moons and many rides, but, I see at last, you stand beside, the hole time. God, have I ever learned too much Say a word, what have I touched Hundred years and hundred miles Between my heartbeat and your smile.
(c) Lyrics by Dirk Horst
(c) Lyrics by Dirk Horst
