December
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This is my life,
this is my time,
just show me the light,
and I go there.
Give me the wine,
bitter and sweet,
and a little bit of bread,
that's all I need.
No, I don't want the gold from Xanadu,
I think I leave it all to you.
this is my life and I don't care.
This is my street
are you restless feet
carry me on to anywhere.
Take the fear,
take it away,
and give me some hope,
for one more day.
I saw a ghost behind the door,
when the kids were coming home from the war,
with broken dreams and nothing more.
I heard a woman singing her song,
and it was good and warm and strong,
she made me cry I don't know why.
I don't want to bring you down
I declare it's good to be here
this is my life and I don't care!
this is my time,
just show me the light,
and I go there.
Give me the wine,
bitter and sweet,
and a little bit of bread,
that's all I need.
No, I don't want the gold from Xanadu,
I think I leave it all to you.
this is my life and I don't care.
This is my street
are you restless feet
carry me on to anywhere.
Take the fear,
take it away,
and give me some hope,
for one more day.
I saw a ghost behind the door,
when the kids were coming home from the war,
with broken dreams and nothing more.
I heard a woman singing her song,
and it was good and warm and strong,
she made me cry I don't know why.
I don't want to bring you down
I declare it's good to be here
this is my life and I don't care!
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