October
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"If you read this line, remember not the hand that wrote it
Remember only this verse, songmaker's cry the one without tears
For I've given this it's strenght and it has become my only strenght...
Comforting home, mother's lap, chance for immortality
Where being wanted became a thrill I never knew
The sweet piano writing down my life"
"Teach me passion for I fear it's gone
Show me love, hold the lorn
So much more I wanted to give to the ones that love me
I'm sorry
Time will tell - this bitter farewell
I live no more to shame nor me nor you
And you... I wish I didn't feel for you anymore..."
Remember only this verse, songmaker's cry the one without tears
For I've given this it's strenght and it has become my only strenght...
Comforting home, mother's lap, chance for immortality
Where being wanted became a thrill I never knew
The sweet piano writing down my life"
"Teach me passion for I fear it's gone
Show me love, hold the lorn
So much more I wanted to give to the ones that love me
I'm sorry
Time will tell - this bitter farewell
I live no more to shame nor me nor you
And you... I wish I didn't feel for you anymore..."
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