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Lost in my thoughts and out in the cold.
For whom will remain when my story is told?
The wind blows through, chilling my soul.
I just wish now I could fill this hole.
life goes on,or so it may seem.
When will I awake from this dream?
I miss those close to me, ones so near.
Sometimes when I am alone, I shed a tear
At the top of the slope is a brand new day.
And I must have hope, for a better way.
Day by day, I only wish for the best.
To find a way to get past this test.
These thoughts, I must let them go.
They bring me down, this I do know.
So now I start my life anew.
And with it, I choose you.
For whom will remain when my story is told?
The wind blows through, chilling my soul.
I just wish now I could fill this hole.
life goes on,or so it may seem.
When will I awake from this dream?
I miss those close to me, ones so near.
Sometimes when I am alone, I shed a tear
At the top of the slope is a brand new day.
And I must have hope, for a better way.
Day by day, I only wish for the best.
To find a way to get past this test.
These thoughts, I must let them go.
They bring me down, this I do know.
So now I start my life anew.
And with it, I choose you.