Books waiting to be written
Love is waiting to be loved
Songs here, underneath my fingers
Waiting to be sungNothing will be written
And no-one ever will I love
No song will I be singing
If it's where I'm running off
But I know that it works
'Cause I've seen that it's true
If you just let it go
It will come back to you
(Fear si Like a Forest)
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lunedì 16/10/2017
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